Try to live as if there were a God

However confused the scene of our life appears, however torn we may be who now do face that scene, it can be faced, and we can go on to be whole.

Dreams are the sources of action, the meeting and the end, a resting place among the flight of things.

Breathe-in experience, breathe-out poetry.

the truth of a poem is its form and its content, its music and its meaning are the same.

Not all things are blest, but the seeds of all things are blest.

Beware of those who talk about sacrifice.