The World Is Beautiful But Not Sayable.

One Writes Because One Has Been Touched By The Yearning For And The Despair Of Ever Touching The Other.

I Slept Little, Read A Lot, And Fell In Love Frequently.

The Secret Wish Of Poetry Is To Stop Time.

When You Play Chess Alone It's Always Your Move.

If The Sky Falls They Shall Have Clouds For Supper.