If The Poet Can No Longer Speak

We Don't Trust Our Five Senses; We Rely On Our Critics And Educators, All Of Whom Are Failures In The Realm Of Creation.

Writing Is Its Own Reward.

One's Destination Is Never A Place But Rather A New Way Of Looking At Things.

The Best Technique Is None At All.

The Waking Mind, You See, Is The Least Serviceable In The Arts.