Every poem is a momentary stay against the confusion of the world.

Tolerance is the uncomfortable feeling that in the end the other could be right.

Take care to sell your horse before he dies. The art of life is passing losses on.

I only hope that when I am free, as they are free to go in quest, of the knowledge beyond the bounds of life, it may not seem better to me to rest.

I am sure I have heard this several times from places I can't recall, but it's not already in the Gaia Quotes database, so I add this profound insight from the fields of psychological healing and spiritual evolution. It sure has helped me.

I'd like to go by climbing a birch tree~ And climb black branches up a snow-white trunk Toward heaven, till the tree could bear no more, But dipped its top and set me down again. That would be good both going and coming back. One could do worse than be a swinger of birches.

What makes a nation in the beginning is a good piece of geography.