If you stop to be kind, you must swerve often from your path.

Saddle your dreams before you ride em.

Green is the fresh emblem of well founded hopes. In blue the spirit can wander, but in green it can rest.

Nature's music is never over; her silences are pauses, not conclusions.

The well of Providence is deep. It's the buckets we bring to it that are small.

The past is only the present become invisible and mute; and because it is invisible and mute, its memorized glances and its murmurs are infinitely precious. We are tomorrow's past.

For the more a soul conforms to the sanity of others, the more does it become insane.

Autumn is full of leave-taking. In September the swallows are chattering of destination and departure like a crowd of tourists.

It's the folks that depend on us for this and for the other that we most do miss.

Give me good digestion, Lord, And also something to digest; but where and how that something comes I leave to Thee, who knoweth best.

If you know much about your work - why you work, how you work, your aims - you are probably not a poet.

I had to make a choice, either take care of my family and become a good son, or be a bad son and start working towards constructing a world of harmony and peace. I chose the later.

I understand a fury in your wordsBut not your words.

In the marathon of life negativity is never as light-footed as a dreamer's sprint.

Still...you turn me on

My optimism for life carried through my work.

you can never prove God; you can only find Him!

Sometimes, unfortunately, hatred is more powerful than progress.

Poetry holds the knowledge that we are alive and that we know we're going to die.

We have to understand and explain to each other what blackness is.

Some say he isn’t machine washable, and all his potted plants are called ‘Steve’. All we know is he’s called the Stig.