Never Confuse Activity With Action.

Human Sympathy Has Its Limits, And We Were Contented To Let All Their Tragic Arguments Fade With The City Lights Behind.

Poetry Is Either Something That Lives Like Fire Inside You

Every Act Of Life, From The Morning Toothbrush To The Friend At Dinner, Became An Effort. I Hated The Night When I Couldn't Sleep And I Hated The Day Because It Went Toward Night.

Never Befuddle A Solitary Thrashing With A Last Annihilation.

The Things That'll Make You Fail I'll Love Always.