He Does Not Need Opium. He Has

The Obstacle Became His Alibi For Weakness.

At First She Beckoned And Lured One Into Her World; Then, She Blurred The Passageways, Confused All The Images, As If To Elude Detection.

The Fiery Moments Of Passionate Experience Are The Moments Of Wholeness And Totality Of The Personality.

Out Of The Red And Silver And The Long Cry Of Alarm To The Poet Who Survives In All Human Beings, As The Child Survives In Him; To This Poet She Threw An Unexpected Ladder In The Middle Of The City And Ordained, 'climb!

Poetry Is The Alchemy Which Teaches Us To Convert Ordinary Materials Into Gold.