Whom the gods do not intend to destroy, they first make mad with poetry.

A Canadian is someone who keeps asking the question, 'What is a Canadian?

We love in another's soul whatever of ourselves we can deposit in it; the greater the deposit, the greater the love

I am a genius who has written poems that will survive with the best of Shakespeare, Wordsworth and Keats

God is indeed dead. He died of self-horror when He saw the creature He had made in His own image.

When you argue with your inferiors, you convince them of only one thing: they are as clever as you.

Time flames like a paraffin stove / and what burns are the minutes I live.