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Therefore I summon age / To grant youth's heritage.
And like a passing thought, she fled In light away.
Education is hanging around until you've caught on.
Come grow old with me, for the best is yet to come!
Poetry is a fireplace in summer or a fan in winter.
In the end, every hypochondriac is his own prophet.
Be sure your wisest words are those you do not say.
We will all wake up semi-angels, If we wake at all.
Be patient, even if every possibility seems closed.
Every moment is made glorious by the light of love.
Deep in our Hearts, the Light of Heaven is shining.
This is a subtle truth. Whatever you love, you are.
Don't allow your animal nature to rule your reason.
Light the incense! You have to burn to be fragrant.
Truth lifts the heart, like water refreshes thirst.
I am in Love with Love and Love is in love with me.
In the desire of the One to know Himself, We exist.
In the blackest of your moments, wait with no fear.
All my feelings have the color you desire to paint.
The wailing of broken hearts is the doorway to God.
O Seeker, pain and suffering make one aware of God.
He is like a man using a candle to look for the sun
Empathy is even better than talking in one language
Regard a king as someone unconcerned with kingship.
Friends are enemies sometimes, and enemies friends.
Cities, like cats, will reveal themselves at night.
Humor is consistent with pathos, whilst wit is not.
Poetry makes people nervous. Especially in schools.
We still need a voice that thinks before it speaks.
Is it progress if a cannibal uses a knife and fork?
Every scarecrow has a secret ambition to terrorize.
An empty envelope that is sealed contains a secret.
Sometimes something worth doing is worth overdoing.
I've read too many books to believe what I am told.
Motherhood: the days are long, the years are short.
I wanted to be where nobody I knew could ever come.
People or stars Regard me sadly, I disappoint them.
I have a violence in me that is hot as death-blood.
I felt dull and flat and full of shattered visions.
I, to you, am lost in the gorgeous errors of flesh.
I get into a rut, unable to yank my mind out of it.
God, how I ricochet between certainties and doubts.
I've begun to think like a Jew, to feel like a Jew.
Teach as an old fishing guide takes out a beginner.
Fame is a jealous mistress And will brook no rival.
Conquer with forbearance The excesses of insolence.
I don't think of sex as a self-destructive impulse.
Absence doth sharpen love, presence strengthens it.
How mad it is to summon grim death by means of war!
They tried to get me - I got them first! [Suicide.]