What is reality but the dreamworld of a limited imagination.

I look back on the time I've wasted, and I'm just glad I wasted it while I still had the chance.

The painter puts brush to canvas, and the poet puts pen to paper. The poet has the easier task, for his pen does not alter his rhyme.

Cherish the friend who tells you a harsh truth, wanting ten times more to tell you a loving lie.

There is no harder thing to give up than the thing that was supposed to make you happy.

I don't know that there are haunted houses. I know that there are dark staircases and haunted people.

I hope some day to meet God, because I want to thank Him for the flowers.