Whom the gods do not intend to destroy, they first make mad with poetry.
Progress of a marriage: There was a time when you couldn't make me happy. Now the time has come when you can make me unhappy.
Time flames like a paraffin stove / and what burns are the minutes I live.
I am a genius who has written poems that will survive with the best of Shakespeare, Wordsworth and Keats
To this pass Christianity has come There is no God, and Jesus is his son.
By walking, I found out where I was going.