I See A Certain Order In The

So Let The World Go, But Hold Fast To Joy.

What We Have Not Has Made Us What We Are. / ... / What We Are Not Drives Us To Consummation.

People Who Are Always Thinking Of The Feelings Of Others Can Be Very Destructive Because They Are Hiding So Much From Themselves.

Poetry Is A Dangerous Profession Between Conflict And Resolution, Between Feeling And Thought, Between Becoming And Being, Between The Ultra-personal And The Universal - And These Balances Are Shifting All The Time.

We Only Keep What We Lose.