“We can’t hold hands – someone might see. Won’t you please, Hold toes with me?”

And she loved a boy very, very much- even more than she loved herself.

There is a place where the sidewalk ends.

And he didn’t really know where he was going, but he did know he was going somewhere because you really have to go somewhere, don’t you?

And the boy loved the tree, very much. And the tree was happy.

If the track is tough and the hill is rough, thinking you can just ain’t enough.

I keep meeting all the right people at all the wrong places.

I can be somebody’s and still be my own.

And all the colors I am inside have not been invented yet.

There are no happy endings. Endings are the saddest part, so just give me a happy middle And a very happy start.

He wasted his wishes on wishing.

I am writing these poems From inside a lion.

So I’m all of the love that could make it today.

Anything is possible. Anything can be.

Tell me I’m clever, Tell me I’m kind, Tell me I’m talented, Tell me I’m cute, Tell me I’m sensitive, Graceful and wise, Tell me I’m perfect – But tell me the truth.

Are wild strawberries really wild?

How much good inside a day? Depends on how good you live ’em. How much love inside a friend? Depends on how much you give ’em.

You got that smile that only heaven can make.

You can run around, I love the chase.

You are my greatest gift and I seal it with a kiss.

Kiss me, like you wanna be loved.

Every night I’ll kiss you you’ll say in my ear, Oh we’re in love aren’t we?

Suddenly, this romantic agony was enriched by a less romantic one: I had to go to the bathroom. Needless to say, I couldn’t let her know about this urge, for great lovers never did such things. The answer to Romeo Romeo, wherefore art thou, Romeo? Was not In the men’s room, Julie.

You are a beautiful blessing in disguise. A power punch that makes me high.

If you pick up a guitar and it says, ‘take me, I’m yours,’ then that’s the one for you.