The sidelong glance is what you depend on.

I'm not a teacher, but an awakener.

The Master Speed No speed of wind or water rushing by but you have speed far greater. You can climb back up a stream of radiance to the sky, and back through history up the stream of time. And you were given this swiftness, not for haste nor chiefly that you may go where you will, but in the rush of everything to waste, that you may have the power of standing still-- off any still or moving thing you say. Two such as you with such a master speed From one another once you are agreed that life is only life forevermore together wing to wing and oar to oar.

I end not far from my going forth By picking the faded blue Of the last remaining aster flower To carry again to you.

Nature's first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf's a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay.

All thought is a feat of association; having what's in front of you bring up something in your mind that you almost didn't know you knew

But I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep, and miles to go before I sleep.