In Times Of Joy, All Of Us

No Being Can Make Another One Happy.

A Poet Is, Before Anything Else, A Person Who Is Passionately In Love With Language.

We Must Love One Another Or Die

Among Those Whom I Like Or Admire, I Can Find No Common Denominator, But Among Those Whom I Love, I Can: All Of Them Make Me Laugh.

Goodness Is Easier To Recognize Than To Define.