Where the mind is past hope, the heart is past shame.

Where the mind is past hope, the heart is past shame.

You grow up on the day you have your first real laugh at, yourself.

You grow up on the day you have your first real laugh at, yourself.

One often calms one's grief by recounting it.

One often calms one's grief by recounting it.

The memory of past troubles is pleasant.
[Lat., Jucunda memoria est praeteritorum malorum.]

The memory of past troubles is pleasant.
[Lat., Jucunda memoria est praeteritorum malorum.]

I do not want a plain box, I want a sarcophagus
With tigery stripes, and a face on it
Round read more

I do not want a plain box, I want a sarcophagus
With tigery stripes, and a face on it
Round as the moon, to stare up.
I want to be looking at them when they come
Picking among the dumb minerals, the roots.
I see them already-the pale, star-distance faces.
Now they are nothing, they are not even babies.
I imagine them without fathers or mothers, like the first gods.
They will wonder if I was important.

He who tenders doubtful safety to those in trouble refuses it.
[Lat., Dubiam salutem qui dat adflictis negat.]

He who tenders doubtful safety to those in trouble refuses it.
[Lat., Dubiam salutem qui dat adflictis negat.]

Loneliness is never more cruel than when it is felt in close propinquity with someone who has ceased to communicate.

Loneliness is never more cruel than when it is felt in close propinquity with someone who has ceased to communicate.

Happiness is as a butterfly which, when pursued, is always beyond our grasp, but which if you will sit down read more

Happiness is as a butterfly which, when pursued, is always beyond our grasp, but which if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.

The trouble is small, the fun is great.
[Ger., Die Muh'ist klein, der Spass ist gross.]

The trouble is small, the fun is great.
[Ger., Die Muh'ist klein, der Spass ist gross.]