“We're all golden sunflowers inside.”

“I really believe, or want to believe, really I am nuts, otherwise I'll never be sane.”

“Poets are damned but see with the eyes of angels.”

“who journeyed to Denver, who died in Denver, who came back to Denver & waited in vain, who watched over Denver & brooded and loned in Denver and finally went away to find out the Time, & now Denver...”

“I know I'm not God, are you? Don't be silly.God? God? Everybody's God? Don't be silly.”

“Thank God I am not God! Thank God I am not God!”

“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...”