Our way is where God knows And Love knows where: We are in Love's hand to-day.

Heart's ease of pansy, pleasure or thought, Which would the picture give us of these? Surely the heart that conceived it sought Heart's ease.

Body and spirit are twins: God only knows which is which.

Today will die tomorrow.

Blossom by blossom the spring begins.

I remember the way we parted, The day and the way we met; You hoped we were both broken-hearted And knew we should both forget.

The tadpole poet will never grow into anything bigger than a frog.

A little soul scarce fledged for earth Takes wing with heaven again for goal, Even while we hailed as fresh from birth A little soul.

When the hounds of Spring are on winter's traces, The mother of months in meadow or plain Fills the shadows and windy places With lisp of leaves and ripple of rain.

Love, as is told by the seers of old, Comes as a butterfly tipped with gold, Flutters and flies in sunlit skies, Weaving round hearts that were one time cold.

His life is a watch or a vision Between a sleep and a sleep.

in every 1st October we Nigerians helps very few of us celebrate there independence, very. soon. we will celebrate our own.

The solution of logical problems must be neat for they set the standard of neatness.

He who has daughters is always a shepherd.

Activity is not output.

Words are but empty thanks.

I see the world become so uniform. Everybody has to be the same. I like people who are different.

My designs are meant to attract the hand as well as the eye.

Corruption often exists because there are too many market forces, not too few.

The genius of the Word of God is that it has staying power; it can stand up to repeated exposure.

If you intend to create something that people will observe and listen to, you've got to listen to them first.