“I would venture to guess that Anon, who wrote so many poems without signing them, was often a woman.”

Women have burnt like beacons in all the works of all the poets from the beginning of time.

Nothing thicker than a knife’s blade separates happiness from melancholy.

Growing up is losing some illusions, in order to acquire others.

Style is a very simple matter; it is all rhythm. Once you get that, you can’t use the wrong words.

No need to hurry. No need to sparkle. No need to be anybody but oneself.

He who robs us of our dreams robs us of our life.

He smiled the most exquisite smile, veiled by memory, tinged by dreams.

The extraordinary woman depends on the ordinary woman.

I will go down with my colours flying.

Blame it or praise it, there is no denying the wild horse in us.

Writing is like sex. First you do it for love, then you do it for your friends, and then you do it for money.

Love had a thousand shapes.

It was a silly, silly dream, being unhappy.

I see you everywhere, in the stars, in the river, to me you’re everything that exists; the reality of everything.

We are the words; we are the music; we are the thing itself.

I thought how unpleasant it is to be locked out; and I thought how it is worse, perhaps, to be locked in.

Never let anybody guess that you have a mind of your own. Above all be pure.

I guess some people never change. Or, they quickly change and then quickly change back.

I do my best to please everybody, far more than they’d ever guess. I try to laugh it all off, because I don’t want to let them see my trouble.

I guess we all like to be recognized not for one piece of fireworks but for the ledger of our daily work.

A friend told me ‘I guess you gotta go through a lot of nightmares, before you finally, you know, accomplish your dreams.

No great discovery was ever made without a bold guess.

Guess you lose some and win some, long as the outcome is income.

Don’t keep a man guessing too long – he’s sure to find the answer somewhere else