Where glowing embers through the roomTeach light to counterfeit a gloom...

And looks commercing with the skies, Thy rapt soul sitting in thine eyes.

I just wanna look up at the moonI wonder if he's looking at it too

She understood children, and knew that they were adults handicapped by a humiliating disguise and had their adult qualities within them.

Never forget that solitude is my lot ... I implore those who love me to love my soli

when your life is out of balance your cheque bounces

By Identifying "SELF" as something you are just limiting it, killing the peace, love and harmony.

Deep down we've never been who we think we once were, and we only remember what never happened.

The principal end both of my father and of myself in the conquest of India... has been the propagation of the holy Catholic faith.

There are so many businesses that are succeeding on Yelp that don't pay us a dollar, and we're really excited about that.

A century of convulsive change leaves huge demographic gouge marks.

Poets are seen as the caretakers of language, so working with words no matter what the form is what we do.