I am a genius who has written poems that will survive with the best of Shakespeare, Wordsworth and Keats
Time flames like a paraffin stove / and what burns are the minutes I live.
We love in another's soul whatever of ourselves we can deposit in it; the greater the deposit, the greater the love
Whom the gods do not intend to destroy, they first make mad with poetry.
Conscience: self-esteem with a halo.
By walking, I found out where I was going.