Occupation: Poet Birth: January 15, 1923 Death: March 3, 2006
I do not know what dust is, I do not know where it comes from, I only know that it settles on things. I cannot see it in the air, or watch it fall. S….
I was stuck on the side of a mountain in Scotland. I was looking down on emptiness. I lay on my back and looked around in panic. I prayed to God and ….
There's nothing quite like a Scotch education. One is left with an irreparable debt. My head is full of irregular verbs still..
The best thing about being dead is you no longer have to say 'I wish I were dead.' The best thing about being alive is that you can still say 'I wish….
Imperfection is an end. Perfection is only an aim..