The Art Of Genius Is

The Only Way To Kill Death Is Through Photography.

At All Costs The True World Of Childhood Must Prevail, Must Be Restored; That World Whose Momentous, Heroic, Mysterious Quality Is Fed On Airy Nothings, Whose Substance Is So Ill-fitted To Withstand The Brutal Touch Of Adult Inquisition.

Poetry Is A Religion With No Hope.

A Prig Always Finds A Last Refuge In Responsibility.

The Worst Tragedy For A Poet Is To Be Admired Through Being Misunderstood.