Major Writing Is To Say That Which

How The False Truths Of The Years Of Youth Have Passed!have Passed At Full Speed Like Trains Which Never Stoppedthere Where I Stood And Waited, Hardly Aware,how Little I Knew, Or Which Of Them Was The Oneto Mount And Ride To Hope Or Where True Hope Arrives.

And Hence The Poet Must Seek To Be Essentially Anonymous, He Must Die A Little Death Each Morning, He Must Swallow His Toad And Study His Vomit As Baudelaire Studied La Charogne Of Jeanne Duval.

All Literature Is An Effort At The Formal Character Of The Epigram.

Time Is The School In Which We Learn, Time Is The Fire In Which We Burn.

I Always Cause Those Who Are Near To Me More Suffering Than Pleasure.