Pile the bodies high at Austerlitz and Waterloo.Shovel them under and let me work-- I am the grass; I cover all.And pile them high at GettysburgAnd pile them high at Ypres and Verdun.Shovel them under...
Let a joy keep you. Reach out your hands and take it runs by.
I don't know where I'm going, but I'm on my way.
Gather the stars if you wish it soGather the songs and keep them.Gather the faces of women.Gather for keeping years and years.And then...Loosen your hands, let go and say good-bye.Let the stars and so...
I tell you the past is a bucket of ashes, so live not in your yesterdays, no just for tomorrow, but in the here and now. Keep moving and forget the post mortems; and remember, no one can get the jump...
Nothing happens unless first a dream.
Valor is a gift. Those having it never know for sure if they have it till the test comes. And those having it in one test never know for sure if they will have it when the next test comes.
I tell you the past is a bucket of ashes, so live not in your yesterdays, no just for tomorrow, but in the here and now. Keep moving and forget the post mortems and remember, no one can get the jump o...
Slang is a language that rolls up its sleeves, spits on its hands and goes to work.
By night the skyscraper looms in the smoke and the stars and has a soul.
Poetry is the synthesis of hyacinths and biscuits.
Anger is the most impotent of passions. It effects nothing it goes about, and hurts the one who is possessed by it more than the one against whom it is directed.
The past is a bucket of ashes so live not in your yesterdays nor just for tomorrow but in the here and now.
I take you and pile high the memories. Death will break her claws on some I keep.
Love your neighbor as yourself but don't take down the fence.
Time is the most valuable coin in your life. You and you alone will determine how that coin will be spent. Be careful that you do not let other people spend it for you.
There are people who want to be everywhere at once and they get nowhere.
Let the gentle bush dig its root deep and spread upward to split the boulder.
Slang is language which takes off its coat spits on its hands - and goes to work.
One of the greatest necessities in America is to discover creative solitude.