A poem begins in delight and ends in wisdom.
We dance round in a ring and suppose, but the secret sits in the middle and knows.
Freedom is when you are easy in the harness.
Most of the change we think we see in life is due to truths being in and out of favor.
A poem begins with a lump in the throat
When I see birches bend to left and right... I like to think some boy's been swinging them.