“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.”

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.

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

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

Anything is possible. Anything can be.

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.

This boat that we just built is just fine –  and don’t try to tell us it’s not the sides and the back are divine – It’s the bottom I guess we forgot.

For I hope my Friends will pardon me, when I declare, I know none of them without a Fault; and I should be sorry if I could imagine, I had any Friend who could not see mine. Forgiveness, of this Kind, we give and demand in Turn.

I think it’s one of the kindest things you can do to the very wicked, to give them time to repent.

Religion is a history of wickedness that has served to corrupt and brutalize humankind; and, for my part, I sincerely detest it as I detest everything that is cruel.

Never lose a chance of saying a kind word.

Mankind are earthen jugs with spirits in them.

You’ve got the kind of soul that leaves my heart open overflowing with the light you bring.

All mankind is us, whether we like it or not.

All ambitions are lawful except those which climb upward on the miseries or credulities of mankind.