A pen went scribbling along. When it tried to write love, it broke.
The soul has been given its own ears to hear things mind does not understand.
Joy lives concealed in grief.
I am burning. If anyone lacks tinder, let him set his rubbish ablaze with my fire.
In your beauty, how to make poems.
When something goes wrong, accuse yourself first. Even the wisdom of Plato or Solomon can wobble and go blind