There will be time to murder and create.

In the faint moonlight, the grass is singing

time past and time future what might have been and what has been point to one end, which is always present.

The sense of wellbeing! Its often with us When we are young, but then it's not noticed; And by the time one has grown to consciousness It comes less often.

The Rum Turn Tugger is a terrible bore: When you let him in, then he wants to be out; He's always on the wrong side of every door, And as soon as he's at home, then he'd like to get about.

Not only every great poet, but every genuine, but lesser poet, fulfils once for all some possibility of language, and so leaves one possibility less for his successors.

There is no such thing as a lost cause, because there is no such thing as a gained cause