Man has never been the same since God died.

Although we sometimes did without a few of life's necessities, we rarely lacked for its luxuries.

Cut if you will with sleep's dull knife, the years from off your life, my friend! the years that death takes off my life, he'll take from off the other end!

Life has no friend.

Pour away despair and rinse the cup. Eat happiness like bread.

To be grown up is to sit at the table with people who have died, who neither listen nor speak.

You see, I am a poet, and not quite right in the head, darling. It’s only that.