There is no flaw or vacuum in the amount of the truth - but all is truth without exception; And henceforth I will go celebrate any thing I see or am, And sing and laugh and deny nothing.

When the materials are all prepared and ready, the architects shall appear.

The city sleeps and the country sleeps, the living sleep for their time, the dead sleep for their time, the old husband sleeps by his wife and the young husband sleeps by his wife; and these tend inward to me, and I tend outward to them, and such as it is to be of these more or less I am, and of these one and all I weave the song of myself.

Forsake all inhibitions, Pursue thy dreams.

A woman waits for me, she contains all, nothing lacking.

I think it is lost.....but nothing is ever lost nor can be lost .

There was a child went forth every day, And the first object he looked upon, that object he became.