Stephen kissed me in the spring, Robin in the fall, But Colin only looked at me And never kissed at all. Stephen’s kiss was lost in jest, Robin’s lost in play, But the kiss in Colin’s eyes Haunts me night and day.
No one worth possessing can be quite possessed.
There's nothing half so real in life as the things you've done... inexorably, unalterably done.
A hush is over everything, Silent as women wait for love; The world is waiting for the spring.
Beauty, more than bitterness, makes the heart break.
Life has loveliness to sell, all beautiful and splendid things, blue waves whitened on a cliff, soaring fire that sways and sings, and children's faces looking up, holding wonder like a cup.
