“One’s not half two. It’s two are halves of one.”

A politician is an arse upon which everyone has sat except a man.

May my heart always be open to little birds, who are the secrets of living. Whatever they sing is better than to know. And if men should not hear them – then men are old.

You shall above all things be glad and young.

Suppose Life is an old man carrying flowers on his head.

The three saddest things are the ill wanting to be well, the poor wanting to be rich, and the constant traveler saying ‘anywhere but here’.

Equality is what does not exist among mortals.

Here is the deepest secret nobody knows. Here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide. And this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)

Unless you love someone, nothing else makes any sense.

Listen; there’s a hell of a good universe next door: let’s go.

If a poet is anybody, he is somebody to whom things made matter very little – somebody who is obsessed by Making.

And the reason that i laugh and breathe is oh love.

An intelligent person fights for lost causes, realizing that others are merely effects.

Be of love a little more careful than of anything.

Nobody else can be alive for you; nor can you be alive for anybody else.

The hardest challenge is to be yourself in a world where everyone is trying to make you be somebody else.

You shall above all things be glad and young For if you’re young, whatever life you wear it will become you; and if you are glad whatever’s living will yourself become.