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Many Things Can Wait. Children Cannot. Today Their Bones Are Being Formed, Their Blood Is Being Made, Their Senses Are Being Developed. To Them We Cannot Say "tomorrow." Their Name Is Today.

The Poet Is An Untier Of Knots, And Love Without Words Is A Knot, And It Drowns.

Love That Stammers, That Stutters, Is Apt To Be The Love That Loves Best.

For Me, Religiosity Is ... The Constant Remembrance Of The Presence Of The Soul.

My Grief And My Smile Begin In Your Face, My Son.