Revision is its own reward.

The mind is an enchanting thing.

One writes because one has a burning desire to objectify what it is indispensable to one's happiness to express.

Originality is... a by-product of sincerity.

... imaginary gardens with real toads in them ... ... if you demand on one hand, the raw material of poetry in all its rawness and that which is on the other hand genuine, then you are interested in poetry.

Superior people never make long visits.

Below the incandescent stars / below the incandescent fruit, / the strange experience of beauty; / its existence is too much; / it tears one to pieces / and each fresh wave of consciousness / is poison.