Letters Are So Much Easier Than Living.

Unless The Gentle Inherit The Earth, / There Will Be No Earth.

Loneliness Is The Poverty Of Self; Solitude Is The Richness Of Self.

There The Door Is Always Open Into The “holy” — Growth, Birth, Death.

It Is Only When We Can Believe That We Are Creating The Soul That Life Has Any Meaning, But When We Can Believe It - And I Do And Always Have - Then There Is Nothing We Do That Is Without Meaning And Nothing That We Suffer That Does Not Hold The Seed Of Creation In It.

A Poet Never Feels Useful.