What is done is done for the love of it- or not really done at all.
The artist in me cries out for design.
Democracy is the best chance for the best people.
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.
Something there is that doesn't love a wall, and wants it down.
Forgive, O Lord, my little jokes on Thee, and I'll forgive Thy great big joke on me.