That is not it at all, That is not what I meant, at all.

They don't understand what it is to be awake, / To be living on several planes at once / Though one cannot speak with several voices at once.

Any poet, if he is to survive beyond his 25th year, must alter; he must seek new literary influences; he will have different emotions to express.

Words strain, crack, and sometime break, under the burden.

The darkness declares the glory of light.

It has frequently been said that we never desire what we think absolutely inapprehensible: it is however true that some of our sharpest agonies are those in which the object of desire is regarded as both possible and imaginary.

Distracted from distraction by distraction