You will not be here--I shall not be here--much lo

Only write to me, write to me, I love to see the hop and skip and sudden starts of your ink.

For my true thoughts have spent more time in your company than in anyone else's, these last two or three months, and where my thoughts are, there am I, in truth".

Outside our small safe place flies mystery.

Funny way to spend your life, though, studying another chap's versifying.

That is human nature, that people come after you, willingly enough, provided only that you no longer love or want them.

My Solitude is my Treasure, the best thing I have. I hesitate to go out. If you opened the little gate, I would not hop away—but oh how I sing in my gold cage.

But I cannot love her as I did, because she is not open, because she withholds what matters, because she makes me, with her pride or her madness, live a lie.

All scholars are a bit mad. All obsessions are dangerous.

life's endless war against the self you cannot live without.

I have a great faith in God and Jesus.

I wanted to be a journalist for a long time.

Don't be absent from your own life.

Only a fool or a fraud talks tough or romantically about war.

Sometimes our brains are our own worst enemy because grace isn't logical.

All is vanity, and discovering it - the greatest vanity.

Woe is me! The winged words on which my soul would pierce Into the heights of love's rare universe, Are chains of lead around its flight of fire-- I pant, I sink, I tremble, I expire.

Boredom is the beginning of all destruction and everything that is negative.

As an artist I have an even more abiding interest in the compact between the Arts and Government.