“something genuine like a mark in a toilet, graced with guts and gutted with grace”

“hate blows a bubble of despair intohugeness world system universe and bang-fear buries a tomorrow under woeand up comes yesterday most green and young”

“for whenever men are right they are not young”

“Always it’s Spring)and everyone’s in love and flowers pick themselves.”

“love is a deeper seasonthan reason;my sweet one”

“when man determined to destroy himself he picked the was of shall and finding only why smashed it into because”

“since the thing perhaps isto eat flowers and not to be afraid”

“may my heart always be open to littlebirds who are the secrets of livingwhatever they sing is better than to knowand if men should not hear them men are oldmay my mind stroll about hungryand fearless and thirsty and suppleand even if it’s sunday may i be wrongfor whenever men are right they are not youngand may myself do nothing usefullyand love yourself so more than trulythere’s never been quite such a fool who could failpulling all the sky over him with one smile”

“i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)”