“He was my North, my South, my East and West,My working week and my Sunday rest,My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.”

“Happy the hare at morning, for she cannot readThe hunter's waking thoughts.”

“Base words are uttered only by the baseAnd can for such at once be understood;But noble platitudes ah, there's a caseWhere the most careful scrutiny is neededTo tell a voice that's genuinely goodF...”

“What living occasion can,Be just to the absent?”

“Evil is unspectacular and always human,And shares our bed and eats at our own table ....”

“You've gotta dance like there's nobody watching,Love like you'll never be hurt,Sing like there's nobody listening,And live like it's heaven on earth.”

“Oh Woman, come before us, before our eyes longing for beauty, and tired of the ugliness of civilization, come in simple tunics, letting us see the line and harmony of the body beneath, and dance fo...”

“And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand, They danced by the light of the moon.”

“There is no competition in work. Whoever loves to labour does so as grace of life.”

“...whatever is lovely, whatever is gracious, if there is anything worthy of praise, think about these things. And peace will be with you.”

“If perception is limited to experience and knowledge, what proof do we have of moral judgement?”