Wherever you stand, be the soul of that place.
The meaning of poetry has no sureness of direction; is like the sling, it is not under control.
The eye goes blind when it only wants to see why.
Nightingales are put in cages because their songs give pleasure. Whoever heard of keeping a crow?
If all you can do is crawl, start crawling.
There is a candle in your heart, ready to be kindled. There is a void in your soul, ready to be filled. You feel it, don't you?