It is no longer possible for lyric poetry to express the immensity of our experience. Life has grown too cumbersome, too complicated. We have acquired values which are best expressed in prose.

You are eternity's hostage A captive of mine.

Most people experience love, without noticing that there is anything remarkable about it.

Art has two constant, two unending concerns: It always meditates on death and thus always creates life. All great, genuine art resembles and continues the Revelation of St John.

They loved each other, not driven by necessity, by the "blaze of passion" often falsely ascribed to love. They loved each other because everything around them willed it, the trees and the clouds and the sky over their heads and the earth under their feet.

And remember: you must never, under any circumstances, despair. To hope and to act, these are our duties in misfortune.

Mother Russia is on the move, she can't stand still, she's restless and can't find rest, she's talking and she can't stop.