Oh, give us pleasure in the orch-ard white, Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night.
Robert FrostFireflies in the Garden By Robert Frost 1874–1963 Here come real stars to fill the upper skies, And here on earth come emulating flies, That though they never equal stars in size, (And they were never really stars at heart) Achieve at times a very star-like start. Only, of course, they can't sustain the part.
Robert FrostThe best things and best people rise out of their separateness; I'm against a homogenized society because I want the cream to rise.
Robert Frost