We Might As Well Die

Why Should Poetry Have To Make Sense?

My Prodigious Sin Was, And Still Is, Being A Non-conformist.

You'll Find That Life Is Still Worthwhile, If You Just Smile.

I Like To Walk In Rain, So That Nobody Can See My Tears.

In The Work Of The Greatest Geniuses, Humble Beginnings Will Reveal Themselves Somewhere, But One Cannot Trace The Slightest Sign Of Them In Shakespeare ... I Am Not Concerned With Who Wrote The Works Of Shakespeare ... But I Can Hardly Think It Was The Stratford Boy. Whoever Wrote Them Had An Aristocratic Attitude.