It Only Takes Two Facing Mirrors To

What You Really Value Is What You Miss, Not What You Have.

The Heresies We Should Fear Are Those Which Can Be Confused With Orthodoxy.

A Writer Needs Loneliness, And He Gets His Share Of It. He Needs Love, And He Gets Shared And Also Unshared Love. He Needs Friendship. In Fact, He Needs The Universe. To Be A Writer Is, In A Sense, To Be A Day-dreamer - To Be Living A Kind Of Double Life.

Best Thing To Happen For A Poet. A Fine Death, No? An Impressive Death.

He Thought That The Rose Was To Be Found In Its Own Eternity And Not In His Words; And That We May Mention Or Allude To A Thing, But Not Express It.