The Very Existence Of Libraries Affords The

Those Who Arrive At The End Of The Journey Are Not Those Who Began.

There Is No Method But To Be Very Intelligent.

The Single Rose Is Now The Garden Where All Loves End

I Am Aware Of The Damp Souls Of Housemaids Sprouting Despondently At Area Gates.

If We Are Moved By A Poem, It Has Meant Something, Perhaps Something Important, To Us; If We Are Not Moved, Then It Is, As Poetry, Meaningless.