A civilized society is one which tolerates eccentricity to the point of doubtful sanity.

The snake stood up for evil in the Garden.

A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness.

The mind-is not the heart. I may yet live, as I know others live, To wish in vain to let go with the mind- Of cares, at night, to sleep; but nothing tells me That I need learn to let go with the heart.

Most of the change we think we see in life is due to truths being in and out of favor.

Only where love and need are one, And the work is play for mortal stakes Is the deed ever truly done For Heaven and the future's sakes

Suddenly, quietly, you realize that - from this moment forth - you will no longer walk through this life alone. Like a new sun this awareness arises within you, freeing you from fear, opening your life. It is the beginning of love, and the end of all that came before.