You have only, when before you glass, to keep pronouncing to
yourself nimini-pimini; the lips cannot keep taking their read more

You have only, when before you glass, to keep pronouncing to
yourself nimini-pimini; the lips cannot keep taking their plie.

The Moral is that gardeners pine,
Whene'er no pods adorn the vine.
Of all sad words experience read more

The Moral is that gardeners pine,
Whene'er no pods adorn the vine.
Of all sad words experience gleans,
The saddest are: "It might have beans."
(The did not make this up myself:
'Twas in a book upon my shelf.
It's witty, but I don't deny
It's rather Whittier than I.)

Ah, nothing comes to us too soon but sorrow.

Ah, nothing comes to us too soon but sorrow.

Colors fade, temples crumble, empires fall, but wise words endure.

Colors fade, temples crumble, empires fall, but wise words endure.

Men die, but sorrow never dies;
The crowding years divide in vain,
And the wide world is read more

Men die, but sorrow never dies;
The crowding years divide in vain,
And the wide world is knit with ties
Of common brotherhood in pain.

The words of his mouth were smoother than butter, but war was in
his heart: his words were softer read more

The words of his mouth were smoother than butter, but war was in
his heart: his words were softer than oil, yet were they drawn
swords.

Words are weapons, and it is dangerous . . . to borrow them from the arsenal of the enemy.

Words are weapons, and it is dangerous . . . to borrow them from the arsenal of the enemy.

Once we recognize what it is we are feeling, once we recognize we can feel deeply, love deeply, can feel read more

Once we recognize what it is we are feeling, once we recognize we can feel deeply, love deeply, can feel joy, then we will demand that all parts of our lives produce that kind of joy.

We weep when we are born,
Not when we die!

We weep when we are born,
Not when we die!