Life is the game that must be played.
Two kinds of gratitude: The sudden kind we feel for what we take; the larger kind we feel for what we give.
And thus we all are nighing The truth we fear to know: Death will end our crying For friends that come and go.
Language that tells us, through a more or less emotional reaction,
something that can not be said.
Ah, when shall come love's courage to be strong!
Tell me, O Lord--tell me, O Lord, how long
Are we to keep Christ writhing on the cross!
I shall have more to say when I am dead.
Your Dollar is your only Word, / The wrath of it your only fear. / You build it altars tall enough / To make you see, but your are blind; / You cannot leave it long enough / To look before you or behind.
I cannot find my way: there is no star
In all the shrouded heavens anywhere
I have been reading the Old Testament, a most bloodthirsty and perilous book for the young. Jehovah is beyond doubt the worst character in fiction.
Pity is like a knife, sometimes, and it may pierce one who employs it more shrewdly than the victim it would save.
I am living on hope and faith ... a pretty good diet when the mind will receive them.
seizing the swift logic of a woman,
Curse God and die.
I don't say what God is, but a name That somehow answers us when we are driven To feel and think how little we have to do With what we are.
Were it not for love, Poor life would be a ship not worth launching.
For when a woman is left too much alone, sooner or later she begins to think; and no man knows what then she may discover.
Shake the tree of life itself and bring down fruits unheard of.
Where's the need of singing now?
Youth sees too far to see how near it is To seeing farther.
This morning I deleted the hyphen from "hell-bound" and made it one word; this afternoon I redivided it and restored the hyphen.
For through it all--above, beyond it all--
I know the far-sent message of the years,
I feel the coming glory of the Light.
And we who delve in beauty's lore
Know all that we have known before
Of what inexorable cause
Makes Time so vicious in his reaping.
I wonder more and more just where I may have come out if I had never seen Harvard Square.
No matter what we are, and what we sing, Time finds a withered leaf in every laurel
It is impossible to understand the economic system in which we are living if we try to interpret it as a rational scheme.It has to be understood as an awkward phase in a continuing process of historical development.
Love must have wings to fly away from love, And to fly back again.
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