High school was great when it ended.

Writing poetry is like always being in love. What masochism! What luxury!

As art reveals the artist more than the world, so you see yourself and what you are not in the mirror of another culture.

writers who go outside the lines when they draw pictures of the world are seldom rewarded for their efforts.

Love, like alcoholism, comes to a point of no return.

As the medieval mind blamed God for human suffering, so the modern mind blames 'the system' for the industrial blight and plague of technology.

The society that destroys its children is eating its own tail, committing suicide in the most perverse way.