When One's Not Writing Poems - And

Love Cannot Exorcise The Gifts Of Hate. / Hate Cannot Exorcize What Has No Weight, / But Laughter We Can Never Over-rate.

It Is Curious How Any Making Of Order Makes One Feel Mentally Ordered, Ordered Inside.

Don't Forget That Compared To A Grownup Person Every Baby Is A Genius. Think Of The Capacity To Learn! The Freshness, The Temperament, The Will Of A Baby A Few Months Old!

I Have Never Written A Book That Was Not Born Out Of A Question I Needed To Answer For Myself.

There Are Some Griefs So Loud/they Could Bring Down The Sky/and There Are Griefs So Still/none Knows How Deep They Lie.