“Let us open our leaves like a flower, and be passive and receptive.”

Where soil is, men grow, Whether to weeds or flowers.

Now a soft kiss – Aye, by that kiss, I vow an endless bliss.

There is a budding tomorrow in midnight.

That which is creative must create itself.

With a great poet the sense of Beauty overcomes every other consideration, or rather obliterates all consideration.

I must choose between despair and Energy – I choose the latter.

Shed no tear – O, shed no tear! The flower will bloom another year. Weep no more – O, weep no more! Young buds sleep in the root’s white core.

I have so much of you in my heart.

Failure is in a sense the highway to success, as each discovery of what is false leads us to seek earnestly after what is true.

A thing of beauty is a joy forever.

There is an old saying “well begun is half done”-’tis a bad one. I would use instead-Not begun at all ’til half done.

What is more gentle than a wind is summer?

Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul?

Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul?

If poetry does not come as naturally as leaves to a tree, then it better not come at all.

The poetry of earth is never dead When all the birds are faint with the hot sun, And hide I cooling trees, a voice will run From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead.

Despite knowing they won’t be here for long they still choose to live their brightest lives- sunflowers.

No rose without a thorn but many a thorn without a rose.

And the flower I pick is you to throw you in water and watch you re-root.

The Red Rose on my grave shows once I was in love.

This morning I told the flowers what I’d do for you and they blossomed.

She was a rose in the hands of those who had no intention of keeping her.

Once I spoke the language of the flowers, Once I understand each word the caterpillar said, Once I smiled in secret at the gossip of the starlings.

She reminds me of sunflowers when she faced the light she bloomed.