THE THOUGHTFUL LOVER Deny yourself all half things. Have it or leave it. But it will keep—or it is not worth the having. Never start anything you can't finish— However do not lose faith because you are starved! She loves you she says. Believe it —tomorrow. But today the particulars of poetry that difficult art require your whole attention.

The business of love is cruelty which, by our wills, we transform to live together.

The beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

History must stay open, it is all humanity.

A poem is a small machine made of words.

A profusion of pink roses being ragged in the rain speaks to me of all gentleness and its enduring.

A new music is a new mind.