“Dead my old fine hopesAnd dry my dreaming but still...Iris, blue each spring”

“Describe plum-blossoms?Better than my verses...whiteWordless Butterflies”

“Why so scrawny, cat?Starving for fat fish or mice...Or backyard love?”

“Many solemn nights Blond moon, we stand and marvel...Sleeping our noons away”

“It is only a barbarous mind that sees other than the flower, merely an animal mind that dreams of other than the moon.”

“This autumn-why am I growing old?bird disappearing among clouds.”

“stronger than mountains.a place where my heart feels the safest- underneath his shirt.”

“I'm tired of living unable to love anyone. I don't have a single friend - not one. And, worst of all, I can't even love myself. Why is that? Why can't I love myself? It's because I can't love anyon...”

“Thats love: Two lonely persons keep each other safe and touch each other and talk to each other.”

“Sometimes I get real lonely sleeping with you.”