I have grown up but that should be a positive thing. When you look at a photo album it's lovely to remember being so young but it's also good to know you grew up!

Oh that lovely title ex-president.

On a summer night it can be lovely to sit around outside with friends after dinner and yes read poetry to each other. Keats and Yeats will never let you down but it's differently exciting to read the work of poets who are still walking around out there.

When you're young you think that you're going to sail into a lovely lake of quietude and peace. This is profoundly untrue.

High Romanticism shows you nature in all its harsh and lovely metamorphoses. Flood fire and quake fling us back to the primal struggle for survival and reveal our gross dependency on mammoth still mysterious forces.

Nature makes boys and girls lovely to look upon so they can be tolerated until they acquire some sense.

My recollection of a hundred lovely lakes has given me blessed release from care and worry and the troubled thinking of our modern day. It has been a return to the primitive and the peaceful.

I think that I shall never see a poem lovely as a tree.

I remember a hundred lovely lakes and recall the fragrant breath of pine and fir and cedar and poplar trees. The trail has strung upon it as upon a thread of silk opalescent dawns and saffron sunsets.

Nothing is so beautiful as spring - when weeds in wheels shoot long and lovely and lush Thrush's eggs look little low heavens and thrush through the echoing timber does so rinse and wring the ear it strikes like lightning to hear him sing.