There are only three things in the world, one is to read poetry, another is to write poetry, and the best of all is to live poetry.

Breathless, we flung us on a windy hill, Laughed in the sun, and kissed the lovely grass.

And in my flower-beds, I think, Smile the carnation and the pink.

Just now the lilac is in bloom All before my little room.

Cities, like cats, will reveal themselves at night.

Infinite hungers leap no more I in the chance swaying of your dress; and love has changed to kindliness.

A kiss makes the heart young again and wipes out the years.

If I should die, think only this of me: that there's some corner of a foreign field that is for ever England.

Incredibly, inordinately, devastatingly, immortally, calamitously, hearteningly, adorably beautiful.

All the little emptiness of love!

I have need to busy my heart with quietude.

This was so unfunny, Steve had to laugh.

I was impressed by Hendrix. His attitude was brilliant. Even the way he walked was amazing.

There may be some sins of which a man cannot speak, but there is no sin which the blood of Christ cannot wash away.

Those who enjoy the emotion of hating are much like the groups who sate their thirst for blood by hunting and hounding to death helpless animals as an outlet for their emotions.

Set boundaries and keep them. People will drown you with their need, and demonize you for not filling their emptiness.

Our actual Friends are but distant relations of those to whom we are pledged.

Every town in America had at least one, two, or maybe three radio stations that played rock 24 hours a day. In England, we had a rock specialist on for two hours a week.

So as I increase in my knowledge, in my training and education, I increase in my value in my worth to society that I’m trying to penetrate.

Life is one indivisible whole.

No sausage?" he asked. Apparently my pork consumption habits were a matter of public record.