The joy that isn't shared dies young.
God has a brown voice, as soft and full as beer.
Need is not quite belief.
Live or die, But don't poison everything.
Death's in the good-bye.
In a dream you are never eighty
It doesn't matter who my father was; it matters who I remember he was.
I cannot promise very much.<br/>I give you the images I know.<br/>Lie still with me and watch.<br/>We laugh and we touch.<br/>I promise you love. Time will not take that away.
I've grown tired of love<br/>You are the trouble with me<br/>I watch you walk right by
Put your ear down close to your soul and listen hard.
My dear it was a moment<br/>to clutch at for a moment<br/>so that you may beleve in it<br/>and believing is the act of love, I think,<br/>even in the telling wherever it went.
Even without wars, life is dangerous.
God owns heaven but He craves the earth.
Saints have no moderation, nor do poets, just exuberance.
As it has been said: Love and a coughcannot be concealed. Even a small cough. Even a small love.