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There's the moon trying to look romanticMoon's too old that's her troubleAren't we all?
Let me die a youngman's death not a clean and in-between- the-sheets, holy-water death.
Without love, all worship is a burden, all dancing is a chore, all music is mere noise.
Wisdom tells us we are not worthy; Love tells us we are. My life flows between the two.
Don't be fooled by my beauty - the light of my face comes from the candle of my spirit.
If you could leave your selfishness, you would see how you've been torturing your soul.
There are many ways to the Divine. I have chosen the ways of song, dance, and laughter.
My head is bursting with the joy of the unknown. My heart is expanding a thousand fold.
Seek the wisdom that will untie your knot. Seek the path that demands your whole being.
Every tree, every growing thing as it grows, says THIS truth, you harvest what you sow.
In Winter the bare boughs that seem to sleep Work covertly, preparing for their Spring.
Forgive: if you never know forgiveness, You'll never know the blessings that God gives.
Nothing can nourish the soul but LIGHT. Rid yourself of material needs and be set FREE.
When one sense perceives the hidden, the invisible world becomes apparent to the whole.
Come, even if you have broken your vow one thousand times, come, yet again, come, come.
If there were no way into God, I would not have lain in the grave of this body so long.
Anyone who genuinely and consistently with both hands look for something, will find it.
The here-and-now mountain is a tiny piece of a piece of straw blown off into emptiness.
They are the privileged lovers who create a new world with their eyes of fiery passion.
Body is not veiled from soul, neither soul from body, Yet no man hath ever seen a soul.
Daylight, full of small dancing particles. Can you see them when I whisper in your ear?
Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I will meet you there.
In ignorance, I am something; in understanding, I am nothing; in love, I am everything.
In the sea there are countless treasures, But if you desire safety, it is on the shore.
Make no friendship with an elephant keeper If you have no room to entertain an elephant
Publish not men's secret faults, for by disgracing them you make yourself of no repute.
If thou art wise, incline to truth; for truth, not the semblance, remains in its place.
If wisdom was to cease throughout the world, no one would suspect himself of ignorance.
How like herrings and onions our vices are in the morning after we have committed them.
The worth and value of knowledge is in proportion to the worth and value of its object.
The history of all the world tells us that immoral means will ever intercept good ends.
Trochee trips from long to short; From long to long in solemn sort Slow Spondee stalks.
And I, the while, the sole unbusy thing, Nor honey make, nor pair, nor build, nor sing.
Heart-chilling superstition! thou canst glaze even Pity's eye with her own frozen tear.
General principles... are to the facts as the root and sap of a tree are to its leaves.
In off the moors, down through the mist beams, god-cursed Grendel came greedily loping.
Anybody serious about poetry knows how hard it is to achieve anything worthwhile in it.
When it comes to death, we know that laughter and tears are pretty much the same thing.
When you construct a mix tape, the first song you come out with has to be a barnburner.
I think all of us are always five years old in the presence and absence of our parents.
... but I'm always being invaded by others' souls so I can't see my own soul very well.
Greatness is the reward for genius... only a few can be great, the rest are plain good.
I didn't want to die - not before I'd finished reading The Return of the Native anyhow.
Whenever man begins to doubt himself, he does something so stupid that he is reassured.
I am sure there are things that can't be cured by a good bath but I can't think of one.
There is a certain unique and strange delight about walking down an empty street alone.
What is so real as the cry of a child? A rabbit's cry may be wilder But it has no soul.
I think my poems immediately come out of the sensuous and emotional experiences I have.
Ginsberg's Collected Poems contains a wonderful poem about making it with Neal Cassady.
What though my winged hours of bliss have been, Like angel visits, few and far between.