A picture is not a window...an abstract refers to no reality but its own.
Understand that some of your enemies are amongst your best friends.
Elegance ceases to exist when it is noticed.
The poet is at the disposal of the night. His role is humble, he must clean house and await its due visitation.
I'm not willing just to be tolerated. That wounds my love of love and of liberty.
Every day in the mirror I watch death at work.