The Best Live Among Us In Disguise.

Reason To Rule, Mercy To Forgive: The First Is Law, The Last Prerogative.

In A Poem, The Words Happen; They Just Come. I Let Them. Otherwise, I Wouldn't Write. To Interfere With What Is Happening Is To Distort The Poem. Just A Very Small Degree Of Intelligence And Supervision Is Necessary. Very Tactful. Any Revision Later That Violates The Text As It Came, That Begins Rewriting The Words, Is Fake.

All The Ills Of Mankind Spring From Belonging To A Race, A Nation, A City, A Group Of Some Kind. The Ideal Would Be To Belong To None, And To Care For Allbut Who Is Capable Of That?

Imagination Should Be Integrated With Life, Not Turned Into A Separate Activity, Art, That Monopolizes One's Whole Existence.

Canada Is A Country Where The Serious Writers Are Hockey Fans And Readers Of Comic Books. They Don't Play Chess.