Religion Is Poetry, - Poetry

If We Choose To Be No More Than Clods Of Clay, Then We Shall Be Used As Clods Of Clay For Braver Feet To Tread On.

Love, If It Be Love Indeed, Asks No Permission As To Where It Shall Seek Vantage Ground Or Gain Its Victory - It Is Of All Powers The Most Unfettered And The One Which Takes The Widest Course Of Largest Liberty.

Years Should Be Nothing To You. Who Asked You To Count Them Or Consider Them? In The World Of Wild Nature, Time Is Measured By Seasons Only-the Bird Does Not Know How Old It Is-the Rose-tree Does Not Count Its Birthdays!

A Fine Morning's Killing, Ay! All Their Necks Wrung - All Dead Birds! Once They Could Fly - Fly And Swim! Fly And Swim! All Dead Now - And Sold Cheap In The Open Market!

Pleasure For Others Is The Only Pleasure Possible To Me. I Assure You I'm Quite Selfish! - I'm Greedy For The Happiness Of Those I Love - And If They Can't Or Won't Be Happy I'm Perfectly Miserable.