Into every life a little rain must fall.

Gazing into the mirror, I saw myself as I was-a black silhouette in the room, a woman whose darkness had completely leaked through.

... in the end, Goddess is just a word. It simply means the divine in female form.

All my life I've thought I needed someone to complete me, now I know I need to belong to myself.

Sunset is the saddest light there is.

When you can't go forward, and you can't go backward, and you can't stay where you are without killing off something deep and vital in yourself, you are on the edge of creation.

I found that I could not climb my way up to God in a blaze of doing and performing. Rather, I had to descend into the depths of myself and find God there in the darkness of troubled waters.

If you need something from somebody always give that person a way to hand it to you.

I have noticed that if you look carefully at people's eyes the first five seconds they look at you, the truth of their feelings will shine through for just an instant before it flickers away.

It's something everybody wants-for someone to see the hurt done to them and set it down like it matters.

It takes a bee 10,000,000 trips to collect enough nectar to make 1 pound of honey.

There is only one ideal in the world, which is, the light of knowledge – the light of truth.

Registration Day' by Gavin Gunhold (1899— ) Toronto Review of Poetry, 1947On registration day at taxidermy schoolI distinctly saw the eyes of the stuffed mooseMove.

Do not disagree with each other, enrich the soldiers, despise everyone else.

In science, reason is the guide; in poetry, taste. The object of the one is truth, which is uniform and indivisible; the object of the other is beauty, which is multiform and varied.

The grand assertion is that you must see the world through probability and that probability is the only guide you need.

The citadel of Machaerus rose east of the Dead Sea on a basalt Peak shaped like a cone, girdled by four deep valleys; two about its sides, one in front, and the fourth behind.

Her imagination painted Georgie twenty years later, sitting in leg irons before some Broken psychiatrist. "Well, you see, it all started with bubbles.

As you get older, you kind of take on things and become kind of different than what you used to be as a kid, obviously.

The abyss beyond our beliefs is something we have to pass through in order to see the world anew, to see it in terms not dictated so much by our culture, our parents, or our religious convictions.

Life is a night spent in an uncomfortable inn.