The self says, I am; The heart says, I am less; The spirit says, you are Nothing.
(I measure time by how a body sways.)
In our age, if a boy or girl is untalented, the odds are in favor of their thinking they want to write.
A mind too active is no mind at all.
Any fool can take a bad line out of a poem; it takes a real pro to throw out a good line.
I teach my sighs to lengthen into songs.