Another Little Drink Wouldn't Do Us Any

I Am An Unpopular Electric Eel Set In A Pond Of Goldfish.

I Am One Of Those Unhappy Persons Who Inspire Bores To The Greatest Flights Of Art.

Poetry Ennobles The Heart And The Eyes, And Unveils The Meaning Of All Things Upon Which The Heart And The Eyes Dwell. It Discovers The Secret Rays Of The Universe, And Restores To Us Forgotten Paradises.

The Ghost Of The Heart Of Manred Cain And The More Murderous Brain Of Man, Still Redder Nero That Conceived The Death Of His Mother Earth, And Tore Her Womb, To Know The Place Where He Was Conceived.

All Great Poetry Is Dipped In The Dyes Of The Heart.