All good poetry is forged slowly and patiently, link by link, with sweat and blood and tears.

Of all sweet passions Shame is the loveliest.

It pays in England to be a revolutionary and a bible-smacker most of one's life, and then come round.

All good poetry is forged slowly and patiently, link by link, with sweat and blood and tears.

I am the Love that dare not speak its name.