“There are chords in the hearts of the most reckless which cannot be touched without emotion.””

Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!

A wise man hears one word and understands two.

All suffering originates from craving, from attachment, from desire.

If a poem hasn’t ripped apart your soul; you haven’t experienced poetry.

If a poem hasn’t ripped apart your soul; you haven’t experienced poetry.

False hope is nicer than no hope at all.

I would define, in brief, the poetry of words as the rhythmical creation of beauty.

All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.

Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night.

We loved with a love that was more than love.

The true genius shudders at incompleteness – imperfection – and usually prefers silence to saying the something which is not everything that should be said.

It is the nature of truth in general, as of some ores in particular, to be richest when most superficial.

A lie travels round the world while truth is putting her boots on.

All religion, my friend, is simply evolved out of fraud, fear, greed, imagination, and poetry.

The death of a beautiful woman is, unquestionably, the most poetical topic in the world.

With me poetry has not been a purpose, but a passion.

You have to think outside the box.

Anyone can find the switch after the lights are on.

Even in the dark I can shine.

It is very necessary to work in the garden and see the flowers growing.

Not seeing people permits us to imagine them with every perfection.

Time, as it grows old, teaches all things.

Give the best you have, and it will never be enough. Give your best anyway.

How can you thank a man for giving you what’s already yours? How then can you thank him for giving you only part of what is yours?