hugest whole creation may be less incalculable than a single kiss

all which isn't singing is mere talking : and all talking's to oneself alone but the very song of(as mountains feel and lovers)singing is silence

now I lay me down to dream of(nothing i or any somebody or you can begin to begin to imagine) something which nobody may keep.

unbeingdead isn't beingalive

Some of you young folks been saying to me, 'Hey Pops, what you mean 'What a wonderful world'? How about all them wars all over the place? You call them wonderf…

To love God in the most practical way is to love our fellow beings. If we feel for others in the same way as we feel for our own dear ones, we love God.

Everybody has a secret world inside of them. All of the people of the world, I mean everybody. No matter how dull and boring they are on the outside, inside th…