I Tell The Gods Are Still Alive

Don't Forget That Compared To A Grownup Person Every Baby Is A Genius.

Without Darkness, Nothing Comes To Birth, As Without Light, Nothing Flowers.

One Of The Good Elements Of Old Age Is That We No Longer Have To Prove Anything, To Ourselves Or To Anyone Else. We Are What We Are.

Pain Can Make A Whole Winter Bright, Like Fever, Force Us To Live Deep And Hard.

The Poet Must Be Free To Love Or Hate As The Spirit Moves Him, Free To Change, Free To Be A Chameleon, Free To Be An Enfant Terrible. He Must Above All Never Worry About This Effect On Other People.