“I never let practical considerations clutter my youthful dreams.”

“The day will comeWhen my body no longer existsBut in the lines of this poemI will never let you be aloneThe day will comeWhen my voice is no longer heardBut within the words of this poemI will continue to watch over youThe day will comeWhen my dreams are no longer knownBut in the spaces found in the letters of this poemI will never tired of looking for you”

“Think about appearances. I wanted my apartment to be less cluttered, and also to look less cluttered.”

“Don't let your dreams rust! Listen to your youthful bells ringing loud inside of you.”

“I never noticed the stars before. I always thought of them as great big diamonds that belonged to some one. Now they frighten me. They make me feel that it was all a dream, all my youth.”

“I know exactly what to do with him. I've been practicing in my dreams.”