There Are People Who Want To Be

People Lie Because They Don't Remember Clear What They Saw. People Lie Because They Can't Help Making A Story Better Than It Was The Way It Happened.

I Won't Take My Religion From Any Man Who Never Works Except With His Mouth.

Time Is A Great Teacher, Who Can Live Without Hope?

Poetry Is An Art Practiced With The Terribly Plastic Material Of Human Language.

Poetry Is A Section Of River-fog And Moving Boat-lights, Delivered Between Bridges And Whistles, So One Says, 'oh!' And Another, 'how?'