Quotes from John Gould Fletcher

In the afternoon, over gold screens, I will brush the blue dust of my dreams.

As I went through the city by day I saw shadows in sunlight; But in the night I saw everywhere Stars within the darkness.

Here upon earth there is life, and then death, Dawn, and later nightfall, Fire, and the quenching of embers: But why should I not remember that my night is dawn in another part of the world, If the idea fits my fancy?

Wind of the night, Questing, swaying, calling, Rustle of dull grasses, Why do you trouble me?

God willing, we shall this day meet that old enemy Who has give us so many a good beating. Thank God we have a cause worth fighting for, And a cause worth losing and a good song to sing.

My happiness is like this sand: I let it run out of my hand.

For I belong to the sunlight, This I would not barter for any kingdom.

Force and yielding meet together, An attack is half repulsed; Shafts of broken sunlight dissolving, Convolutions of torpid cloud.