This is what you shall do: Love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people.

I act as the tongue of you, ... tied in your mouth . . . . in mine it begins to be loosened.

I have heard what the talkers were talking, the talk of the beginning and the end, But I do not talk of the beginning or the end.

I was in the midst of it all - saw war where war is worst - not on the battlefields, no - in the hospitals ... there I mixed with it: and now I say God damn the wars - allw ars: God damn every war: God damn 'em! God damn 'em!

Failing to fetch me at first, keep encouraged. Missing me one place, search another. I stop somewhere waiting for you.

I bequeath myself to the dirt to grow from the grass I love, If you want me again look for me under your bootsoles.

The fruition of beauty is no chance of hit or miss... it is inevitable as life.