One man loved the pilgrim soul in you, And loved the sorrows of your changing face.

People will come to love their oppression, to adore the technologies that undo their capacities to think.

The only business of the head in the world is to bow a ceaseless obeisance to the heart.

Where there is nothing, there is God.

Though leaves are many, the root is one.

The worst thing about some men is that when they are not drunk they are sober.

Everything in nature is resurrection.

Hearts are not had as a gift, But hearts are earned.

From our birthday, until we die, Is but the winking of an eye.

If suffering brings wisdom, I would wish to be less wise.

And wisdom is a butterfly And not a gloomy bird of prey.

I believe... that our memories are part of one great memory, the memory of Nature herself.

The visible world is no longer a reality and the unseen world no longer a dream.

What can be explained is not poetry.

I'm looking for the face I had, before the world was made.

Myself I must remake.

Think where man's glory most begins and ends, and say my glory was I had such friends.

Sometimes my feet are tired and my hands are quiet, but there is no quiet in my heart.

The innocent and the beautiful have no enemy but time.