Oh, For The Wonder That Bubbles Into

Life And Love Are Life And Love, A Bunch Of Violets Is A Bunch Of Violets, And To Drag In The Idea Of A Point Is To Ruin Everything. Live And Let Live, Love And Let Love, Flower And Fade, And Follow The Natural Curve, Which Flows On, Pointless.

She Herself Had Never Been Able To Be Altogether Herself: It Had Been Denied Her.

Money Poisons You When You've Got It, And Starves You When You Haven't.

And Besides, Look At Elder Flowers And Bluebells-they Are A Sign That Pure Creation Takes Place - Even The Butterfly. But Humanity Never Gets Beyond The Caterpillar Stage -it Rots In The Chrysalis, It Never Will Have Wings.it Is Anti-creation, Like Monkeys And Baboons.

No Absolute Is Going To Make The Lion Lie Down With The Lamb: Unless The Lamb Is Inside.