A Cambridge lady, hearing of the latest Suicide, said to her friend, turning off TV for tea, "Well, my dear, doesn't it seem a little like going where you haven't been invited?"

Poems in a way are spells against death. They are milestones, to see where you were then from where you are now.

If a poet writes to save his soul, he may save the soul of others.

Poetry is a natural energy resource of our country. It has no energy crisis, possessing a potential that will last as long as the country. Its power is equal to that of any country in the world.

A Cambridge lady, hearing of the latest Suicide, said to her friend, turning off TV for tea, "Well, my dear, doesn't it seem a little like going where you haven't been invited?"

Mind is a most delicate evidence. Not a soul has seen it yet.

The spectator, the contemplator, the opposer of war have their hours with the enemy no less than uniformed combatants