Let Go Of The Spirit Of The

We Are All Exposed To The Flash Bulb Of Death.

I Didn't Know The Names Of The Flowers - Now My Garden Is Gone.

We Are Great Writers On The Same Dreadful Typewriter

Poetry Is The One Place Where People Can Speak Their Original Human Mind. It Is The Outlet For People To Say In Public What Is Known In Private.

I Don’t Think There’s Any Problem With Advancing Consciousness And Becoming More And More Aware Of The Struggle, Not With The World, Not To Convince Other People To Do Anything. The Really Interesting Think Is The Struggle With The Self, And The Relation With The Self, And There Is No End To The Improvement That Can Be Done There, The Discoveries That Can Be Made.