Life has loveliness to sell all beautiful and splendid things blue waves whitened on a cliff soaring fire that sways and sings and children's faces looking up holding wonder like a cup.
You may choose your words like a connoisseur And polish it up with art But the word that sways and stirs and stays Is the word that comes from the heart.
When I'm alone I can sleep crossways in bed without an argument.
We must have ideals and try to live up to them even if we never quite succeed. Life would be a sorry business without them. With them it's grand and great.