My candle burns at both ends; It will not last the night; But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends It gives a lovely light! Edna St

My candle burns at both ends; It will not last the night; But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends It gives a lovely light! Edna St

My candle burns at both ends; it will not last the night; but ah, my foes, and oh, my friends - it gives a lovely light!

No one but Night, with tears on her dark face, watches beside me in this windy place.

My heart is warm with the friends I make,
And better friends I'll not be knowing,
Yet there isn't a train I wouldn't take,
No matter where it's going.

The soul can split the sky in two and let the face of God shine through.