With Usura With usura hath no man a house of good stone each block cut smooth and well fitting.

The Image is more than an idea. It is a vortex or cluster of fused ideas and is endowed with energy.

A real building is one on which the eye can light and stay lit.

America is a lunatic asylum.

The curse of me and my nation is that we always think things can be bettered by immediate action of some sort, any sort rather than no sort.

The eyes of this dead lady speak to me For here was love, was not to be drowned out. And here desire, not to be kissed away. The eyes of this dead lady speak to me.

It is difficult to write a paradiso when all the superficial indications are that you ought to write an apocalypse.