We Must Learn To Suffer

My Greatest Trouble Is Getting The Curtain Up And Down.

Poetry Is Not An Assertion Of Truth, But The Making Of That Truth More Fully Real To Us.

What Is This Self-inside Us, This Silent Observer, Severe And Speechless Critic, Who Can Terrorize Us, And Urge Us Onto Futile Activity, And In The End, Judge Us Still More Severely For The Errors Into Which His Own Reproaches Drove Us?

Humankind Cannot Stand Reality.

Disillusion Can Become Itself An Illusion If We Rest In It.