Time And Tide Wait For No Man,

I Turned To Speak To God About The World's Despair But To Make Bad Matters Worse I Found God Wasn't There.

Poets Are Like Baseball Pitchers. Both Have Their Moments. The Intervals Are The Tough Things.

Let Cloud Shapes Swarm, / Let Chaos Storm, / I Wait For Form.

I Am A Writer Of Books In Retrospect. I Talk In Order To Understand; I Teach In Order To Learn.

Heaven Gives Its Glimpses Only To Those Not In Position To Look Too Close.