It Just Happened. As Though A Moment

It Was Night And I Could See A Large And Calm Lake, Reflecting The Moon. Black Mountains Rose Around It. I Arrived From Between Two Of These Mountains, I Looked At The Lake And The Moon, And That Was It, Nothing Else Happened.

It Just Happened. As Though A Moment Comes When It's Both Necessary And Natural To Make A Decision That Has Long Since Been Made.

Writing Is Not A Profession But A Vocation Of Unhappiness. I Don't Think An Artist Can Ever Be Happy.

Madame....gloatingly Savored Her Words As Earlier She Had Savored Her Pig's Trotter.

If Your Vision Of The World Is Of A Certain Kind You Will Put Poetry In Everything, Necessarily.