I have looked down the saddest city lane. I have passed by the watchman…
by Dev
I grow old ... I grow old ... I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers…
My room was white with the sun And Love cried out to me, “I am…
Because I could not stop for Death – He kindly stopped for me – The…
My candle burns at both ends; It will not last the night; But ah, my…
I want to do to you what spring does with the cherry trees. PABLO……
I don't listen to what art critics say. I don't know anybody who needs a…
When I let go of what I am, I become what I might be. LAO TZU
The more powerful and original a mind, the more it will incline towards…
Where can we go to find God if we cannot see Him in our own hearts and…
