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A moment where heaven kisses earth and time is left to float away.

I once began to ask around what constitutes a good poem. It felt petty, in a sense. A boy would need no help in deciding which girls he thinks are pretty.

The only time she's come close to being "known" was when she accidentally came out as bisexual during sophomore English class while talking about her favorite poem.

Ce bine că eşti, ce mirare că sunt!

O Earth, lie heavily upon her eyes;Seal her sweet eyes weary of watching Earth;Lie close around her; leave no room for mirthWith its harsh laughter, nor for sound of sighs.She hath no questions, she hath no replies.

There's nothing more debauched than thinking.This sort of wantonness runs wild like a wind-borne weedon a plot laid out for daisies.Nothing's sacred for those who think.Calling things brazenly by name,risque analyses, salacious syntheses,frenzied, rakish chases after the bare facts,the filthy fingering of touchy subjects,discussion in heat--it's music to their ears.

You know that book of poems I’m always carrying around? [...] In one of her poems, she calls hope the ‘thing with feathers,’ and I always think about that…. Maybe when we hope for something, the hope flies off to find whatever it is we’re thinking about…and then it brings it back to us. And when there’s nothing else we can do, at least we can hope.

Solitude is an unmarked place beyond the borders of the map, a place where most fear to tread. It’s no surprise, then, that this is where the greatest secrets and most valuable treasures are hidden.

The world would rather see hope than just hear its song. And that's why statesman have to smile. Their pearly whites mean they're still full of cheer. The game's complex, the goal's far out of reach, the outcome's still unclear--once in a while,we need a friendly, gleaming set of teeth.