Men Marry What They Need. I Marry

What Has Any Poet To Trust More Than The Feel Of The Thing? Theory Concerns Him Only Until He Picks Up His Pen, And It Begins To Concern Him Again As Soon As He Lays It Down.

Written By A Sponge Dipped In Warm Milk And Sprinkled With Sugar.

You Don't Have To Suffer To Be A Poet; Adolescence Is Enough Suffering For Anyone.

General Rules Have Been Legislated Into Being By Past Masters.

Tell Me How Much A Nation Knows About Its Own Language, And I Will Tell You How Much That Nation Knows About Its Own Identity.