“Forever is composed of nows.”

“Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul And sings the tune without the words And never stops at all.”

“If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can ever warm me, I know that is poetry.”

“love is a deeper season than reason; my sweet one”

“It is the privilege of the rich To waste the time of the poor To water with tears in secret A tree that grows in secret That bears fruit in secret That ripened falls to the ground in secret...”

“Well, now If little by little you stop loving me I shall stop loving you Little by little If suddenly you forget me Do not look for me For I shall already have forgotten you If you think it...”

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

“I have two enemies in all the world, Two twins, inseparably fused: The hunger of the hungry and the fullness of the full.”

“anyone lived in a pretty how town (with up so floating many bells down) spring summer autumn winter he sang his didn't he danced his did Women and men(both little and small) cared for anyone...”