Time Spent With Poets Is Never Wasted.

A Good Marriage Shuts Out A Very Great Deal.

A Man With A Talent Does What Is Expected Of Him, Makes His Way, Constructs, Is An Engineer, A Composer, A Builder Of Bridges. It's The Natural Order Of Things That He Construct Objects Outside Himself And His Family. The Woman Who Does So Is Aberrant. We Have To Expiate For This Cursed Talent Someone Handed Out To Us, By Mistake, In The Black Mystery Of Genetics.

One Could Go On Revising A Prose Page Forever Whereas There Is A Point In A Poem When One Knows It Is Done Forever.

When It Comes To The Important Things One Is Always Alone.

Without Darkness, Nothing Comes To Birth, As Without Light, Nothing Flowers.