“Solitary is our place, the castle in the sea,And I muse on those I have loved, and on those who have loved me.”

“I gather up my loves, and keep them all warm”

“The Lost TribeHow long, how long must I regret? I never found my people yet; I go about, but cannot find The blood-relations of the mindThrough my little sphere I range, And though I wither do not change; Must not change a jot, lest they Should not know me on my way.Sometimes I think when I am dead They will come about my bed, For my people well do know When to come and when to go.I know not why I am alone, Nor where my wandering tribe is gone, But be they few, or be they far, Would I were where my people are!”

“To exist, the triangle demands three complementary elements: love, power and danger. Mixed incautiously, these elements, like those in physics, are volatile and potentially explosive.”

“The best friends are those you can argue with but love anyway.”

“I love spring anywhere, but if I could choose I would always greet it in a garden.”

“A teacher who loves learning earns the right and the ability to help others learn.”