Hell Is A Half-filled Auditorium.

Families Break Up When They Get Hints You Don't Intend And Miss Hints That You Do.

Poetry Is The Renewal Of Words, Setting Them Free, And That's What A Poet Is Doing: Loosening The Words.

Let Him That Is Without Stone Among You Cast The First Thing He Can Lay His Hands On.

I Am Not A Teacher. I Am An Awakener.

Heaven Gives Its Glimpses Only To Those Not In Position To Look Too Close.