Walks. The Body Advances, While The Mind

The Void Yields Up Nothing. You Have To Be A Great Poet To Make It Ring.

I Find That When I Do Not Think Of Myself I Do Not Think At All.

Writing Is The Only Profession Where No One Considers You Ridiculous If You Earn No Money.

Our Dream Dashes Itself Against The Great Mystery Like A Wasp Against A Window Pane. Less Merciful Than Man, God Never Opens The Window.

How Many People Have Wanted To Kill Themselves, And Have Been Content With Tearing Up Their Photograph!