Do You Hear The Children Singing?

Two Kinds Of Gratitude: The Sudden Kind We Feel For What We Take; The Larger Kind We Feel For What We Give.

Love Must Have Wings To Fly Away From Love, And To Fly Back Again.

I Am Living On Hope And Faith ... A Pretty Good Diet When The Mind Will Receive Them.

Poets And Kings Are But The Clerks Of Time, Tiering The Same Dull Webs Of Discontent, Clipping The Same Sad Alnage Of The Years.

Pity Is Like A Knife, Sometimes, And It May Pierce One Who Employs It More Shrewdly Than The Victim It Would Save.