In The Very Long Run Any Success

Poetry Finds Its Perilous Equilibrium Somewhere Between Music And Speech.

When Addressed, A Gentleman Cat Does Not Move A Muscle. He Looks As If He Hasn't Heard.

Go Rich In Poverty. Go Rich In Poetry. This Nothingness Is Plentitude.

We Have To Believe That Every Person Counts, Counts As A Creative Force That Can Move Mountains.

When We Speak Of Being Vulnerable, It Suggests Being Especially Vulnerable To Pain. People For Whom Personal Dignity And Self-sufficiency Are Everything, Do All They Can To Shut It Out. Noli Mi Tangere. They Are Well Aware That Any Intimate Relationship Has Pain In It, Forces A Special Kind Of Awareness, Is Costly, And So They Try To Keep Themselves Unencumbered By Shutting Pain Out As Far As It Is Possible To Do So.