A great age of literature is perhaps always a great age of translations.

Be not cheap or mediocre in desiring.

I would hold the rosy, slender fingers of the dawn for you.

I did not enter into silence. Silence captured me.

The artist is always beginning. Any work of art which is not a beginning, an invention, a discovery is of little worth.

No good poetry is ever written in a manner twenty years old, for to write in such a manner shows conclusively that the writer thinks from books, convention and cliché, not from real life.

I desired my dust to be mingled with yours Forever and forever and forever.