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Look for a tree stump in the woods. Compare it to love.
Never love with all your heart, It only ends in aching.
The morning sun Radiantly Rises above the frosty woods.
If you give people light, they will find their own way.
What shall one do with the verse, if he knows not That?
That's point of writing: building what you need, right?
Let the blacksmith wear the chains he has himself made.
And this that you call solitude is in fact a big crowd.
Summer for prose and lemons, for nakedness and languor.
If you don't have anything nice to say, come sit by me.
He is a writer for the ages, the ages of four to eight.
Three highballs, and I think I'm St. Francis of Assisi.
A pretty girl who is naked / is worth a million statues
By the way, a gendarme assured me this is not a prison.
There is no God. But it does not matter. Man is enough.
Need we say it was not love, Now that love is perished?
Not truth, but faith, it is that keeps the world alive.
Poetry is a vocation. It is not a career but a calling.
Tomorrow is the day when idlers work, and fools reform.
Mercy. That is the gospel. The whole of it in one word.
There is such a thing as honest pride and self-respect.
Too much beauty, I reckon, is nothing but too much sun.
That it will never come again is what makes life sweet.
I cling to nowhere until I fall - the crash of Nothing.
Nature, like us is sometimes caught without her diadem.
Success is counted sweetest by those who never succeed.
Why fight for a flag when you can buy one for a nickel.
The Sea Will be the Sea Whatever the drop's philosophy.
Green how I want you green. Green wind. Green branches.
I wasn’t meant for reality, but life came and found me.
There's a non-existent peace in the uncertain quietness
For I am the size of what I see / not my height's size.
The world cracks open for those willing to take a risk.
For we are born in other's pain, and perish in our own.
The lamp of genius burns quicker than the lamp of life.
The world is ruled only by consideration of advantages.
When the gods were more manlike, Men were more godlike.
Man is made of ordinary things, and habit is his nurse.
You don't want to be victimized by your lesser talents.
He that gains well and spends well needs no count book.
Corn is cleaned with wind, and the Soul with chastening
Fine dressing is a foule house swept before the doores.
Every man's censure is first moulded in his own nature.
The love of money and the love of learning rarely meet.
He that will enter into Paradise, must have a good key.
Keep not ill men company, lest you increase the number.
Presents of love fear not to be ill taken of strangers.
The child saies nothing, but what it heard by the fire.
Wine that cost nothing is digested before it be drunke.
A dwarf on a giant's shoulder, sees further of the two.