Love Breaks My Bones And

Long Before I Became 'rich And Famous' I Just Sat Round Drinking Wine And Staring At The Walls.

Agony Sometimes Changes Form But It Never Ceases For Anybody.

The Artist," An Ancient Sage Had Once Said, "is Always Sitting On The Doorsteps Of The Rich.

Fay Had A Spot Of Blood On The Left Side Of Her Mouth And I Took A Wet Cloth And Wiped It Off. Women Were Meant To Suffer; No Wonder They Asked For Constant Declarations Of Love.

To Me Art (poetry) Is A Continuous And Continuing Process And That When A Man Fails To Write Good Poetry He Fails To Live Fully Or Well.