“Poems are made by fools like me, But only God can make a tree; And only God who makes the tree Also makes the fools like me. But only fools like me, you see, Can make a God, who makes a tree.”
“I think that I shall never seeA poem lovely as a tree.A tree whose hungry mouth is pressedAgainst the earth's sweet flowing breast;A tree that looks at God all dayAnd lifts her leafy arms to pray;A tree that may in summer wearA nest of robins in her hair;Upon whose bosom snow has lain;Who intimately lives with rain.Poems are made by fools like me,But only God can make a tree.”
“(Only God can make a tree and She seldom tries, nowadays.)”
“Tell me then, does love make one a fool or do only fools fall in love?”
“As the poet said, 'Only God can make a tree' -- probably because it's so hard to figure out how to get the bark on.”
“Only a fool makes threats, and only another fool feels threatened.”