Love is unworldly and nothing comes of it but love.

The perfect type of the man of action is the suicide.

For the beginning is assuredly the end- since we know nothing, pure and simple, beyond our own complexities.

It is difficult to get the news from poetry, yet men die miserably every day for lack of what is found there.

It is almost impossible to state what one in fact believes, because it is almost impossible to hold a belief and to define it at the same time.

My first poem was a bolt from the blue … it broke a spell of disillusion and suicidal despondence. ... it filled me with soul satisfying joy.

A poem is a small machine made out of words.