I will love you forever" swears the poet. I find this easy to swear too. "I will love you at 4:15 pm next Tuesday" - Is that still as easy?

An honest self-portrait is extremely rare because a man who has reached the degree of self-consciousness presupposed by the desire to paint his own portrait has almost always also developed an ego-consciousness which paints himself painting himself, and introduces artificial highlights and dramatic shadows.

In times of joy, all of us wished we possessed a tail we could wag.

The trees encountered on a country stroll Reveal a lot about that country's soul ... A culture is no better than its woods.

Few people take an interest in Iceland, but in those few the interest is passionate.

Most people call something profound, not because it is near some important truth but because it is distant from ordinary life. Thus, darkness is profound to the eye, silence to the ear; what-is-not is the profundity of what-is.

Weep for the lives your wishes never led.