Soul meets soul on lovers' lips.
Soul meets soul on lovers' lips.
Wisdom worth sharing, words worth remembering.
Soul meets soul on lovers' lips.
War is the statesman's game the priest's delight the lawyer's jest the hired assassin's trade.
Man has no right to kill his brother. It is no excuse that he does so in uniform: he only adds the infamy of servitude to the crime of murder.
Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
We look before and after And pine for what is not Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
Twin-sister of Religion Selfishness.
Poetry is a sword of lightning ever unsheathed which consumes the scabbard that would contain it.
Poetry is a mirror which makes beautiful that which is distorted.
Poets are the unacknowledged legislators of the world.
Only nature knows how to justly proportion to the fault the punishment it deserves.
Music when soft voices die Vibrates in the memory.
Is it not odd that the only generous person I ever knew who had money to be generous with should be a stockbroker.