I only asked my friends to be friendly and polite, I found them indifferent and censorious; The one I left to silence, the other to reproach: God send me over all such friends victorious.

The sea was angry that day my friend, like an old man trying to send back soup at a deli.

This is the simplest of all thoughts, that Death must come when we call, although he is a god.

Colours are what drive me most strongly.

The world is come upon me, I used to keep it a long way off, But now I have been run over and I am in the hands of the hospital staff.

I like to see cats in movement. A galloping cat is a fine sight. See it cross the road in a streak, cursed by the drivers of motor cars and buses, dodging the butcher's bicycle, coming safe to the kerb and bellying under its home gate.

I'll have your heart, if not by gift my knife Shall carve it out. I'll have your heart, your life.