Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way, Do not go gentle into that good night.

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

Go on thinking that you don't need to be read and you'll find that it may become quite true: no one will feel the need tom read it because it is written for yourself alone; and the public won't feel any impulse to gate crash such a private party.

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.

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

Oh as I was young and easy in the mercy of his means, Time held me green and dying Though I sang in my chains like the sea.

I do not need any friends. I prefer enemies. They are better company and their feelings towards you are always genuine.