I cannot sing the old songs now! It is not that I deem them low, ‘Tis that I can’t remember how They go.
For when a woman is left too much alone, sooner or later she begins to think;- And no man knows what then she may discover.
I don’t say what God is, but a name That somehow answers us when we are driven To feel and think how little we have to do With what we are.
Mary, my little girl, was confirmed in a Buddhist temple. She saw the Life write up on Buddhism, with pictures of the ceremony, and she said she wanted to be confirmed there because she only liked Jesus as a kid. She was a little disappointed in him when he grew up.
Youth sees too far to see how near it is To seeing farther.
This isn’t the best town for what we’re doing. Too many other things to pull the crowds away.
Did you know I staged the first performance in America of At the Hawk’s Well?
Man thrives where angels would die of ecstasy and where pigs would die of disgust.
Read not Milton, for he is dry; nor Shakespeare, for he wrote of common life.