Beware of advice — even this. - Carl Sandburg

Let your heart look
on white sea spray
and be lonely.

Love is a fool star.

You and a ring of stars
may mention my name
and then forget me.

Love is a fool star.

When the rose’s flash to the sunset
Reels to the wrack and the twist,
And the rose is a red bygone,
When the face I love is going
And the gate to the end shall clang,
And it’s no use to beckon or say, “So long” — Maybe I’ll tell you then — some other time.

I won't take my religion from any man who never works except with his mouth.