And The Days Are Not Full Enough

A Slave Is One Who Waits For Someone To Come And Free Him.

The Only Thing One Can Give An Artist Is Leisure In Which To Work. To Give An Artist Leisure Is Actually To Take Part In His Creation.

I Think An Alliance With Stalin's Russia Is Rotten.

Colloquial Poetry Is To The Real Art As The Barber's Wax Dummy Is To Sculpture.

I Have Tried To Write Paradise Do Not Move Let The Wind Speak That Is Paradise. Let The Gods Forgive What I Have Made Let Those I Love Try To Forgive What I Have Made.