Children And Lunatics Cut The

Look Out! Be On Your Guard, Because Alone Of All The Arts, Music Moves All Around You.

The Poet Doesn't Invent. He Listens.

What Uniform Can I Wear To Hide My Heavy Heart? It Is Too Heavy. It Will Always Show.

After You Have Written A Thing And You Reread It, There Is Always The Temptation To Fix It Up, To Improve It, To Remove Its Poison, Blunt Its Sting.

One Is Either Judge Or Accused. The Judge Sits, The Accused Stands. Live On Your Feet.