You have freedom when you're easy in your harness.

And were an epitaph to be my story I'd have a short one ready for my own. I would have written of me on my stone: I had a lover's quarrel with the world.

Affection is an overpowering craving to be compellingly sought.

Forgive, O Lord, my little jokes on Thee, and I'll forgive Thy great big joke on me.

Style is that which indicates how the writer takes himself and what he is saying. It is the mind skating circles around itself as it moves forward.

Something sinister in the tone Told me my secret must be known: Word I was in the house alone Somehow must have gotten abroad, Word I was in my life alone, Word I had no one left but God.

Heaven gives its glimpses only to those not in position to look too close.