And whiter grows the foam, The small moon lightens more; And as I turn me home, My shadow walks before.

I know that if odour were visible, as colour is, I'd see the summer garden in rainbow clouds.

When men were all asleep the snow came flying, In large white flakes falling on the city brown, Stealthily and perpetually settling and loosely lying, Hushing the latest traffic of the drowsy town.

Were I a cloud I'd gather My skirts up in the air, And fly I well know whither, And rest I well know where.

When first we met we did not guess that Love would prove so hard a master.

So sweet love seemed that April morn, when first we kissed beside the thorn, so strangely sweet, it was not strange we thought that love could never change.

But I can tell - let truth be told - That love will change in growing old; Though day by day is nought to see, So delicate his motions be.

All things therefore are charged with love, are charged with God and if we knew how to touch them give off sparks and take fire, yield drops and flow, ring and tell of him.

Beauty, the eternal Spouse of the Wisdom of God and Angel of his Presence thru' all creation.

O soul, be patient: thou shalt find A little matter mend all this; Some strain of music to thy mind, Some praise for skill not spent amiss.

O youth whose hope is high, Who dost to Truth aspire, Whether thou live or die, O look not back nor tire.

…feeling as if all the happiness and support of their lives was about to be taken from them.

... the past was what we carried with us, threaded to the future, and we decided whether to keep it close or let it go.

Be A Famous Person Is Difficult, But Very Difficult To Be The Intelligent Man.

Letting your mind play is the best way to solve problems.

The story of Abraham and the sacrifice of Isaac are nowhere in any other tradition.

We all know the experience when you go to a film and it feels partial. There were elements that you really love, but it doesn't feel like they fully owned all elements of it.

If we break promises to God, shouldn't we be allowed an occasional violation of our word to our friends and superiors?

The next greatest pleasure to love is to talk of love.

Dan Quayle thinks Roe v. Wade is two ways to cross the Potomac.

There's no space for wildlife; the humans are crowding them out.