6 Quotes by John Vance Cheney

The soul would have no rainbow, had the eyes no tears.

The happiest heart that ever beat Was in some quiet breast That found the common daylight sweet, And left to Heaven the rest.

Holding occasion by the hand, Not over nice ’twixt weed and flower, Waiving what none can understand, I make mine hour.

A breath, whence no man knows, Swaying the grating weeds, it blows; It comes, it grieves, it goes. Once it rocked the summer rose.

The message from the hedge-leaves, Heed it, whoso thou art; Under lowly eaves Lives the happy heart.

I pour into the world the eternal streams Wan prophets tent beside, and dream their dreams.