since the thing perhaps is to eat flowers and not to be afraid

Let must or if be damned with whomever's afraid down with ought with because with every brain which thinks it thinks, nor dares to feel.

An artist, a man, a failure, must proceed.

nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals the power of your intense fragility

If a poet is anybody, he is somebody to whom things made matter very little - somebody who is obsessed by Making.

Really unreal world, will you perhaps do the breathing for me while I am away?

the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses