A Poet's Mission Is To Make Others

There Is Something Strangely Determinate And Fatal About A Single Shot In The Night. It Is As If Someone Had Cried A Message To You In One Word, And Would Not Repeat It.

I Do Not Know If You Remember The Tale Of The Girl Who Saves The Ship Under Mutiny By Sitting On The Powder Barrel With Her Lighted Torch... And All The Time Knowing That It Is Empty? This Has Seemed To Me A Charming Image Of The Women Of My Time. There They Were, Keeping The World In Order... By Sitting On The Mystery Of Life, And Knowing Themselves That There Was No Mystery.

Of All The Idiots I Have Met In My Life, And The Lord Knows They Have Not Been Few Or Little, I Think That I Have Been The Biggest.

It Is Difficult To Restrain Admirers Of Shakespeare Once They Have Begun To Speak Of Him.

Coffee, According To The Women Of Denmark, Is To The Body What The Word Of The Lord Is To The Soul.