“Knowledge is a polite word for dead but not buried imagination.”

“hate blows a bubble of despair intohugeness world system universe and bang-fear buries a tomorrow under woeand up comes yesterday most green and young”

“i imagine that yes is the only living thing.”

“Time cannot children,poets,lovers tell-measure imagine,mystery,a kiss-not though mankind would rather know than feel”

“i shall imagine lifeis not worth dying,if(and when)roses complaintheir beauties are in vainbut though mankind persuadesitself that every weed'sa rose,roses(you feelcertain)will only smile”

“For surely as each November has its April, mysteries only are significant; and one mystery-of-mysteries creates them all: nothing false and possible is love(who's imagined,therefore limitless)love's to giving as to keeping's give;as yes is to if,love is to yes”

“in a middle of a roomstands a suicidesniffing a Paper rosesmiling to a self"somewhere it is Spring and sometimespeople are in real:imaginesomewhere real flowers,butI can't imagine real flowers for if Icould,they would somehownot Be real"(so he smilessmiling)"but I will noteverywhere be real toyou in a moment"The is blondwith small hands"& everything is easierthan I had guessed everything wouldbe;even remembering the way wholooked at whom first,anyhow dancing”