Grief is a bad moon a sleeper wave. It's like having an inner combatant a saboteur who at the slightest change in the sunlight or at the first notes of a jingle for a dog food commercial will flick the memory switch bringing tears to your eyes.
Nature's great masterpiece an elephant the only harmless great thing.
As virtuous men pass mildly away and whisper to their souls to go whilst...
I am two fools I know for loving and for saying so in whining poetry.
Be thine own palace or the world's thy jail.
Two obsessions are the hallmarks of Nature's artistic style.
Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not...
Praise the green earth. Chance has appointed her...
