Adultery Is Extravagance.

Long Ago In China, Knot-makers Tied String Into Buttons And Frogs, And Rope Into Bell Pulls. There Was One Knot So Complicated That It Blinded The Knot-maker. Finally An Emperor Outlawed This Cruel Knot, And The Nobles Could Not Order It Anymore. If I Had Lived In China, I Would Have Been An Outlaw Knot-maker.

Gods You Avoid Won't Hurt You.

You Must Not Tell Anyone,' My Mother Said, 'what I Am About To Tell You.'

And I Had To Get Out Of Hating Range.

Let My Life As Poet Begin. I Want The Life Of The Poet. I Have Labored For Over Twelve Years, One Thousand Pages Of Prose. Now, I Want The Easiness Of Poetry. The Brevity Of The Poem.