It is the same life that emerges in joy through the dust of the earth into numberless waves of flower.

Life songs of ages, throbbing in my blood, have danced the rhythm of the tide and flood.

If I had my life to live over again, I would have made a rule to read some poetry and listen to some music at least once a week.

We live in the world when we love it.

Think about yourself at least once in your life. Otherwise you may miss the best comedy in this world.

Only parts of us will ever touch only parts of others.