What You Remember Saves You.

The Story Of Each Stone Leads Back To A Mountain.

But Most Love Poetry Is Awful; Nobody Knows How To Write Good Love Poetry Either. But That's Not A Reason Not To Write Love Poetry. Some Of The Best Poetry Ever Written Has Been Love Poetry, And Some Of The Greatest Poetry Ever Written Has Been Political Poetry.

We Are Not Born To Survive. Only To Live.

This Is What I Have Heard At Last The Wind In December Lashing The Old Trees With Rain Unseen Rain Racing Along The Tiles Under The Moon Wind Rising And Falling Wind With Many Clouds Trees In The Night Wind.

I'm Very Pessimistic About The Future Of The Human Species. We Have Been So Indifferent To Life On The Whole That It Will Take Its Toll. It's Not Just The Polar Bears That Are Having A Hard Time; What We're Doing Is Gradually Impoverishing And Poisoning The Whole Of The Rest Of Life.