Hatred Isgeneralized, But Love Is For The

Art Is Anything People Do With Distinction.

The Twentieth Century Had A Wonderful Capacity For Seeing Nothing As The Sum Of Everything.

What Is Forgiven Is Usually Well Remembered.

Imagination Should Be Integrated With Life, Not Turned Into A Separate Activity, Art, That Monopolizes One's Whole Existence.

In A Poem, The Words Happen; They Just Come. I Let Them. Otherwise, I Wouldn't Write. To Interfere With What Is Happening Is To Distort The Poem. Just A Very Small Degree Of Intelligence And Supervision Is Necessary. Very Tactful. Any Revision Later That Violates The Text As It Came, That Begins Rewriting The Words, Is Fake.