Life Is The Path You Beat While

The Truly Erotic Sensibility, In Evoking The Image Of Woman, Never Omits To Clothe It. The Robing And Disrobing: That Is The True Traffic Of Love.

Don't Try To Rush Things: For The Cup To Run Over, It Must First Be Filled.

I Dreamt -- Marvellous Error! -- That I Had A Beehive Here Inside My Heart. And The Golden Bees Were Making White Combs And Sweet Honey From My Old Failures.

Between Living And Dreaming There Is A Third Thing. Guess It.

The Great Philosophers Are Poets Who Believe In The Reality Of Their Poems.