“Little sleep's-head sprouting hair in the moonlight,when I come backwe will go out together,we will walk out together among,the ten thousand things,each scratched too late with such knowledge, the ...”

“When a group of people get up from a table, the table doesntknow which way any of them will go.”

“The budstands for all things,even for those things that dont flower,for everything flowers, from within, of self-blessing; though sometimes it is necessaryto reteach a thing its loveliness,to put a...”

“How many nights must it takeone such as me to learnthat we arent, after all, madefrom that bird that flies out of its ashes,that for usas we go up in flames, our one workisto open ourselves, to bet...”

“That's the way it is with poetry: When it is incomprehensible it seems profound, and when you understand it, it is only ridiculous.”

“When a group of people get up from a table, the table doesn’tknow which way any of them will go.”

“Im not a woman you bring home to Mother, pick out china patterns with, or Mary forefend, breed. Ive seen a chunk of the universe, true, but theres still so much more to see. I doubt Ill ever cure t...”

“My hope, my heaven, my trust must be,My gentle guide, in following thee.”

“Amory took to writing poetry on spring afternoons, in the gardens of the big estates near Princeton, while swans made effective atmosphere in the artificial pools, and slow clouds sailed harmonious...”