Be of love a little more careful than of anything. |
The world is mud-luscious and puddle-wonderful. |
Knowledge is a polite word for dead but not buried imagination. |
Private property began the instant somebody had a mind of his own. |
Unbeing dead isn't being alive. |
I'd rather learn from one bird how to sing than to teach ten thousand stars how not to dance. |
It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are. |
I imagine that yes is the only living thing. |
I thank you God for this most amazing day, for the leaping greenly spirits of trees, and for the blue dream of sky and for everything which is natural, which is infinite, which is yes. Topics: Inspirational |
At least the Pilgrim Fathers used to shoot Indians: the Pilgrim Children merely punch time clocks. |