When one burns one's bridges, what a very nice fire it makes.

Though lovers be lost love shall not.

Poetry is not the most important thing in life... I'd much rather lie in a hot bath reading Agatha Christie and sucking sweets.

It snowed last year too: I made a snowman and my brother knocked it down and I knocked my brother down and then we had tea.

Whatever talents I possess may suddenly diminish or suddenly increase. I can with ease become an ordinary fool. I may be one now. But it doesn't do to upset one's own vanity.

Dark is a way and light is a place, Heaven that never was Nor will be ever is always true "Poem on His Birthday

Why do men think you can pick love up and re-light it like a candle? Women know when love is over.