A Poet Is A Professional Maker Of

We Were Put On This Earth To Help Others. Why Others Were Put Here Is Beyond Me.

A Man Is A Form Of Life That Dreams In Order To Act And Acts In Order To Dream.

How Should We Like It Were Stars To Burn With A Passion For Us We Could Not Return? If Equal Affection Cannot Be, Let The More Loving One Be Me.

Most People Call Something Profound, Not Because It Is Near Some Important Truth But Because It Is Distant From Ordinary Life. Thus, Darkness Is Profound To The Eye, Silence To The Ear; What-is-not Is The Profundity Of What-is.

The Camera May Do Justice To Laughter, But Must Degrade Sorrow.