Why Should I Not Sit, Every Morning

Tell Me About Despair, Yours, And I Will Tell You Mine

A Mind That Is Lively And Inquiring, Compassionate, Curious, Angry, Full Of Music, Full Of Feeling, Is A Mind Full Of Possible Poetry.

I Held My Breath As We Do Sometimes To Stop Time When Something Wonderful Has Touched Us.

Love, Love, Love, Says Percy. And Hurry As Fast As You Can Along The Shining Beach, Or The Rubble, Or The Dust. Then, Go To Sleep. Give Up Your Body Heat, Your Beating Heart. Then, Trust.

You Only Have To Let The Soft Animal Of Your Body Love What It Loves.