I prefer a kiss that is so much more than just a tongue in your mouth.
Love has no charm when Love is swept to earth: you'd make a lop-winged god, frozen and contrite, of god up-darting, winged for passionate flight.
Light threatens, is active, is gone, so it is with a song.
She did not look at the daffodils. They didn't mean anything. She looked at the daffodils. She said, 'Thank you for the daffodils.
Escape from the power of the hunting pack, and to know that wisdom is best and beauty sheer holiness.
Sing and your hell is heaven, your heaven less hell.
I testify to rainbow feathers, to the span of heaven and walls of colour, the colonnades of jasper.
The race for the White House is normally an event suffused with drama, sucking eyeballs to the page all over the globe.
People who are wise, good, smart, skillful, or hardworking don't need politics, they have jobs.
I'm happy that I have my family, and I'm happy that I had Virginia, where I grew up, to retreat to any time I felt overwhelmed. Whenever there were times when I felt like the rug was being pulled out from under me and I was floating in this crazy space, I would stop and go back to that neighborhood and realize nothing's changed, really.
A wound will perhaps become tolerable with length of time; but wounds which are raw shudder at the touch of the hands.