Till I Loved I Never Lived.

The Dandelion's Pallid Tube Astonishes The Grass, And Winter Instantly Becomes An Infinite Alas.

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 Anterior To Life, Posterior To Death, Initial Of Creation, And The Exponent Of Breath.

You'll Find It-when You Try To Die- The Easier To Let Go- For Recollecting Such As Went- You Could Not Spare-you Know.

They Say That God Is Everywhere, And Yet We Always Think Of Him As Somewhat Of A Recluse.