Verse, singing, and speech have a common origin.
But I, when I undress me Each night, upon my knees Will ask the Lord to bless me With apple-pie and cheese.
No book can be appreciated until it has been slept with and dreamed over.
Not so, however, with books, for books cannot change. A thousand years hence they are what you find them to-day, speaking the same words, holding forth the same cheer, the same promise, the same comfort; always constant, laughing with those who laugh and weeping with those who weep.
Books do actually consume air and exhale perfumes.
Let my temptation be a book, which I shall purchase, hold and keep.
What smells so? Has somebody been burning a Rag, or is there a Dead Mule in the Back yard? No, the Man is Smoking a Five-Cent Cigar.
My garden is a forest ledge Which older forest s bound; The banks slope down to the blue lake-edge, Then plunge to depths profound!
Forgiveness is as wide as repentance.
Make love and not war! 'Cause we don't need no trouble. What we need is love To guide and protect us on. If you hope good down from above, Help the weak if you are strong now.
Sometimes you may kill tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands with very primitive armaments.