Cruelty is a part of nature, at least of human nature, but it is the one thing that seems unnatural to us.

I have seen these ways of God: I know of no reason For fire and change and torture and the old returnings.

It's nice sometimes to open up the heart a little and let some hurt come in. It proves you're still alive.

Christians should emphatically be campaigning for justice for the poor - but the Church is not a campaign.

The ocean of the body crashes against the ocean of the heart. Between them is a barrier they cannot cross.

Everyone has been made for some particular work, and the desire for that work has been put in every heart.

There is someone who looks after us from behind the curtain. In truth we are not here, this is our shadow.

If all the harps in the world were burned down, still inside the heart there will be hidden music playing.

Put your thoughts to sleep, do not let them cast a shadow over the moon of your heart. Let go of thinking.

Everything you possess of skill, and wealth, and handicraft, wasn't it first merely a thought and a quest?

Remember God so much that you are forgotten. Let the caller and the called disappear; be lost in the Call.

From the moment you entered this world of existence, a ladder was put in front of you so you could escape.

Lightning, your presence from ground to sky, no one knows what becomes of me, when you take me so quickly.

When inward tenderness finds the secret hurt, pain itself will crack the rock and Ah! Let the soul emerge.

To tell a falsehood is like the cut of a saber: for though the wound may heal, the scar of it will remain.

God preserve us! If men knew what is done in secret, no one would be free from the interference of others.

Most of the birds of the Old World can be found here, as Oman is on a strategic route for migrating birds.

The moving moon went up the sky, And nowhere did abide: Softly she was going up, And a star or two beside.

Though I know he loves me, tonight my heart is sad; his kiss was not so wonderful as all the dreams I had.

The dotted line my father's ashplant made On Sandymount Strand Is something else the tide won't wash away.

You had to come back to learn how to lose yourself, to be pilot and stray-witch, Hansel and Gretel in one.

Scrape the grey sky clean, realize that every dark cloud is a smokescreen meant to blind us from the truth

And wonder, dread and war have lingered in that land where loss and love in turn have held the upper hand.

If you are not a psychiatrist, stay away from idiots. They are too stupid to pay a layman for his company.

A true inner world is often revealed by style and sensibility as much as by what appears to be confession.

When you give someone your whole heart and he doesn't want it, you cannot take it back. It's gone forever.

I may never be happy, but tonight I am content. At times like this I'd call myself a fool to ask for more.

What is lovely never dies, but passes into other loveliness, Star-dust, or sea-foam, flower or winged air.

To keep the heart unwrinkled, to be hopeful, kindly, cheerful, reverent - that is to triumph over old age.

God lead us past the setting of the sun To wizard islands, of august surprise; God make our blunders wise.

God has set his intentions in the flowers, in the dawn, in the spring, it is his will that we should love.

Love each other dearly always. There is scarcely anything else in the world but that: to love one another.

Reaction - a boat which is going against the current but which does not prevent the river from flowing on.

There are fathers who do not love their children; there is no grandfather who does not adore his grandson.

The most excellent symbol of the people is the paving stone. One walks on it until it falls on one's head.

I think that when you reveal things that are going to cause pain, you have rhetorical resources in poetry.

He is fortunate who had been able to learn the causes of things. -Felix qui potuit rerum cognoscere causas

Without Art, we should have no notion of the sacred; without Science, we should always worship false gods.

Desire, even in its wildest tantrums, can neither persuade me it is love nor stop me from wishing it were.

Poetry is like making a joke. If you get one word wrong at the end of a joke, you've lost the whole thing.

Democracy's got endless problems and faults and dangers, but it's certain the alternatives are not better.

It is the mind that is woven, the mind that was jerked And tufted in straggling thunder and shattered sun.

Pointing to another world will never stop vice among us; shedding light over this world can alone help us.

I meet new Walt Whitmans everyday. There are a dozen of them afloat. I don't know which Walt Whitman I am.

God has mercifully ordered that the human brain works slowly; first the blow, hours afterwards the bruise.

I find purer philosophy in a Poem than in a Conclusion of Geometry, a chemical analysis, or a physical law

The English say, Yours Truly, and mean it. The Italians say, I kiss your feet, and mean, I kick your head.

People who lean on logic and philosophy and rational exposition end by starving the best part of the mind.

Englishmen are babes in philosophy and so prefer faction-fighting to the labour of its unfamiliar thought.

I would that I were an old beggar Rolling a blind pearl eye, For he cannot see my lady Go gallivanting by.

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