Never Will A Time Come When The

A Man May Be Born, But In Order To Be Born He Must First Die, And In Order To Die He Must First Awake.

One Of The Greatest Necessities In America Is To Discover Creative Solitude.

I Have Become Infected, Now That I See How Beautifully A Book Is Coming Out Of All This.

Not Often In The Story Of Mankind Does A Man Arrive On Earth Who Is Both Steel And Velvet, Who Is As Hard As Rock And Soft As Drifting Fog, Who Holds In His Heart And Mind The Paradox Of Terrible Storm And Peace Unspeakable And Perfect.

Poetry Is A Packsack Of Invisible Keepsakes.