Stupidity always accompanies evil. Or evil, stupidity.

O remember In your narrowing dark hours That more things move Than blood in the heart.

Women have no wilderness in them They are provident instead Content in the tight hot cell of their hearts To eat dusty bread.

I have lost faith in universal panaceas - work is the one thing in which I really believe.

I'll lie here and learn How, over their ground, Trees make a long shadow And a light sound.

... politics are nothing but sand and gravel: it is art and life that feed us until we die. Everything else is ambition, hysteria or hatred.

Stupidity always accompanies evil. Or evil, stupidity.