Oh, I'm a martyr to music.

Do not go gently into that good night but rage, rage against the dying of the light.

I hold a beast, an angel and a madman within me.

Life always offers you a second chance. is called tomorrow.

Light breaks where no sun shines; Where no sea runs, the waters of the heart; Push in their tides.

When one burns one's bridges, what a very nice fire it makes.

Love is the last light spoken.

An alcoholic is someone you don't like who drinks as much as you do.

It snowed last year too: I made a snowman and my brother knocked it down and I knocked my brother down and then we had tea.

The best craftsmanship always leaves holes and gaps... so that something that is not in the poem can creep, crawl, flash or thunder in.

I do not need any friends. I prefer enemies. They are better company and their feelings towards you are always genuine.

Literature is the safe and traditional vehicle through which we learn about the world and pass on values from on generation to the next. Books save lives.

Life's a gift, aim for the sky

Doubt is always accompanied by a pervasive cynicism that unconsciously puts a negative spin on whatever it touches.

A point in every direction is the same as having no point at all.

If we are out of synch with ourselves, everything is out of synch for us.

If a man sets out to study all the laws, he will have no time left to transgress them.

Stop me when I'm making too much sense.

Time's violence rends the soul, by the rent eternity enters.

Winter is for women The woman still at her knitting, At the cradle of Spanish walnut, Her body a bulb in the cold and too dumb to think.