Music Is Only Love Looking For Words.

Somewhere In The Heart Of Experience There Is An Order And A Coherence Which We Might Purprise If We Were Attentive Enough, Loving Enough, Or Patient Enough.

Poetry Is What Happens When An Anxiety Meets A Technique.

To Be The Equal Of Reality You Must Learn How To Ignore It Without Danger.

She Took Kisses Like So Many Coats Of Paint […] How Long And How Vainly I Searched For Excuses Which Might Make Her Amorality If Not Palatable At Lest Understandable. I Realize Now The Time I Wasted In This Way; Instead Of Enjoying Her And Turning Aside From These Preoccupations With The Thought, ‘she Is Untrustworthy As She Is Beautiful. She Takes Love As Plants Do Water, Lightly, Thoughtlessly.

Science Is The Poetry Of The Intellect And Poetry The Science Of The Heart's Affections.