There are moments of despair that come sometimes, when night sets in and a white fog presses against the windows. Then our house changes its shape, rears up and becomes a place of despair. Then fear and rage run simply--and the thought of Death as a friend. This is the simplest of thoughts, that Death must come when we call, although he is a god.

You must have some money if you are going to live simply. It need not be much, but you must have some.

The human creature is alone in his carapace. Poetry is a strong way out.

A great artist ... takes what he did not make and makes of it something that only he can make.

Life in the [London] suburb is richer at the lower levels. At these levels the people are not self-conscious at all, they are at liberty to be as eccentric as they please, they do not know that they are eccentric.

Love is not love that wounded bleeds And bleeding sullies slow. Come death within my hands and I Unto my love will go.

I'm alive today, therefore I'm just as much a part of our time as everybody else. The times will just have to enlarge themselves to make room for me, won't they, and for everybody else.