There Are People Who Want To Be

Poetry Is A Diary Kept By A Sea Creature Who Lives On Land And Wishes He Could Fly.

The Machine Yes The Machine Never Wastes Anybody's Time Never Watches The Foreman Never Talks Back.

Poetry Is An Exhibit Of One Pendulum Connecting With Other And Unseen Pendulums Inside And Outside The One Seen.

Every Blunder Behind Us Is Giving A Cheer For Us, And Only For Those Who Were Willing To Fail Are The Dangers And Splendors Of Life.

Poetry: A Sliver Of The Moon Lost In The Belly Of A Golden Frog.