To Love Is To Undress Our Names.

Images, Memories, Fragmentary Shapes And Forms All Those Sensations, Visions, Half-thoughts That Appear And Disappear In The Wink Of An Eye, As One Sets Forth To Meet.... The Path Also Disappears As I Think Of It, As I Say It.

Humankind Is Never What He Is But The Self He Seeks.

The American: A Titan Enamored Of Progress, A Fanatical Giant Who Worships "getting Things Done" But Never Asks Himself What He Is Doing Nor Why He Is Doing It.

To Read A Poem Is To Hear It With Our Eyes; To Hear It Is To See It With Our Ears.

Social Criticism Begins With Grammar And The Re-establishing Of Meanings.