When Addressed, A Gentleman Cat Does Not

They Are Commiting Murder Who Merely Live.

Your Poems Will Happen When No One Is There.

Words Are My Passion / And Out Of Them And Me / I Would Create Beauty.

The Most Valuable Thing We Can Do For The Psyche, Occasionally, Is To Let It Rest, Wander, Live In The Changing Light Of Room, Not Try To Be Or Do Anything Whatever.

I Suppose I Envy Painters Because They Can Meditate On Form And Structure, On Color And Light, And Not Concern Themselves With Human Torment And Chaos. It Is Restful Even To Imagine Expression Without Words.