An expert is a damn fool a long way from home.

Come clean with a child heart Laugh as peaches in the summer wind Let rain on a house roof be a song Let the writing on your face be a smell of apple orchards on late June.

Poetry is a puppet-show, where riders of skyrockets and divers of sea fathoms gossip about the sixth sense and the fourth dimension.

A liar is a liar and lives on the lies he tells and dies in a life of lies.

Revolt and terror pay a price. Order and law have a cost.

In the night the cabbages catch at the moon, the leaves drip silver, the rows of cabbages are a series of little silver waterfalls in the moon.

What else have I done nearly all my life than go hungry and go on singing?