Do Not Deprive Me Of My Age.

A Man With A Talent Does What Is Expected Of Him, Makes His Way, Constructs, Is An Engineer, A Composer, A Builder Of Bridges. It's The Natural Order Of Things That He Construct Objects Outside Himself And His Family. The Woman Who Does So Is Aberrant. We Have To Expiate For This Cursed Talent Someone Handed Out To Us, By Mistake, In The Black Mystery Of Genetics.

I Am Furious At All The Letters To Answer, When All I Want To Do Is Think And Write Poems. ... I Long For Open Time, With No Obligations Except Toward The Inner World And What Is Going On There.

True Gardeners Cannot Bear A Glove Between The Sure Touch And The Tender Root.

Pain Can Make A Whole Winter Bright, Like Fever, Force Us To Live Deep And Hard.

I Am Not A Greedy Person Except About Flowers And Plants, And Then I Become Fanatically Greedy.