18 Quotes by Ralph Hodgson

I climbed a hill as light fell short, / And rooks came home in scramble sort, / And filled the trees and flapped and fought / And sang themselves to sleep.

Without a wish, without a will, I stood upon that silent hill And stared into the sky until My eyes were blind with stars and still I stared into the sky.

I saw with open eyes, Singing birds sweet, Sold in the shops, For the people to eat, Sold in the shops of, Stupidity Street.

Did anyone ever have a boring dream?

God loves an idle rainbow, no less than laboring seas.

Time, you old gipsy man, Will you not stay, Put up your caravan Just for one day?

I did not pray Him to lay bare The mystery to me, Enough the rose was Heaven to smell, And His own face to see.

The handwriting on the wall may be a forgery.

Some things have to be believed to be seen.