Patience Is Being Friends With Time.

Life Is A Canvas Of Many Strokes Where Shades From Different Palettes Meet Into A Picture So Concrete That Some Forget It Is Their Own, So Become Framed Themselves.

A Poet's First Contract Is With Truth.

Remembrance Of Our Kiss Brings Not Your Lips Nor Mine To Mind. The Flesh Can Only Envy Consumption So Divine.

The Height Of Mediocrity Is Still Low.

Pay Me For My Work, But I Don't Do It For The Money.