Promise Is The Capacity For Letting People

Poets Arguing About Modern Poetry: Jackals Snarling Over A Dried-up Well.

There Is No Pain Equal To That Which Two Lovers Can Inflict On One Another.

When I Write After Dark The Shades Of Evening Scatter Their Purple Through My Prose.

Literature Is The Art Of Writing Something That Will Be Read Twice; Journalism What Will Be Grasped At Once.

No-one Was Ever Made Wretched In A Brothel.