Nora: I Must Stand On My Own

Poetry Is To Hold Judgment On Your Soul.

That Is The Accursed Thing About Small Surroundings -- They Make The Soul Small.

Labor And Trouble One Can Always Get Through Alone, But It Takes Two To Be Glad.

Before I Write Down One Word, I Have To Have The Character In My Mind Through And Through. I Must Penetrate Into The Last Wrinkle Of His Soul.

There Is Always A Risk In Being Alive, And If You Are More Alive, There Is More Risk.