Hell take curtains! Go with some show of inconvenience; sit openly - to the weather as to grief. Or do you think you can shut your grief in?

It is difficult to get the news from poems, yet men die miserably every day for lack of what is found there.

The beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

It is not what you say that matters but the manner in which you say it; there lies the secret of the ages.

The job of the poet is to use language effectively, his own language, the only language which is to him authentic.

The weight of love Has buoyed me up Till my head Knocks against the sky.

As birds' wings beat the solid air without which none could fly so words freed by the imagination affirm reality by their flight.

It is not fair to be old, to put on a brown sweater.

There is nothing beginning nor end to the imagination but it delights in its own seasons reversing the usual order at will.

My first poem was a bolt from the blue … it broke a spell of disillusion and suicidal despondence. ... it filled me with soul satisfying joy.

Somewhere the sense makes copper roses steel roses — The rose carried weight of love but love is at an end — of roses It is at the edge of the petal that love waits.

We cannot judge our prayer...by how we feel when we pray, but rather by how we are loving when we live.

The answer of understanding more books... is reading more. That's the answer or read more creepypasta or listen to creepypasta.

...I learn about the sacred in the everyday - I look in your face...

The man who believes in giraffes would swallow anything.

I'm going to open another vottle. not a vottle, but a bottle. you open it and I'll drink it. and you try to write as much as I did without falling off of your chair.

I would write one true sentence, and then go on from there.

They're two types of people; those who are busy being about it and those who talk about it.

Well, I don't think I've necessarily ever been a passionate football player or a passionate person.

hope is not a plan of action.

Men died as she watched, and they didn't care about what they had fought for.