Even Pain Pricks To Livelier Living.

Love Is A Game-yes? I Think It Is A Drowning.

If What We Worship Fail Us, Still The Fire Burns On, And It Is Much To Have Believed.

Poetry Is The Most Concentrated Form Of Literature; It Is The Most Emotionalized And Powerful Way In Which Thought Can Be Presented.

I Am Tired, Beloved, Of Chafing My Heart Against The Want Of You; Of Squeezing It Into Little Inkdrops, And Posting It.

I Know That A Creed Is The Shell Of A Lie.