Stand on the highest pavement of the stair- Lean on a garden urn- Weave, weave the sunlight in your hair.

When a great poet has lived, certain things have been done once for all, and cannot be achieved again.

Disillusion can become itself an illusion If we rest in it.

Humankind can't stand too much reality.

You are the music while the music lasts.

You can evade life, but you can not evade Death.

I say to you: Make perfect your will. / I say: take no thought of the harvest, / But only of proper sowing.