Occupation: Poet Birth: December 13, 1911 Death: January 8, 1972
All at Once Is What Eternity Is..
Snow is the only one of us that leaves no tracks..
I think people need a little joy and humor as well as commitment in their lives.
That which is not daring is nothing..
Law and order embrace on hate's border..
Literature is what you write when you think you should be saying something. Writing begins when you'd rather be doing anything else: and you've just ….
O take heart, my brothers. Even now... with every leader & every resource & every strategy of every nation on Earth arrayed against Her - Even now, O….
It's dark out, Jack, the stations out there don't identify themselves, we're in it raw-blind like burned rats, it's running out all around us, the fo….
I don't consider myself to be a painter. I think of myself as someone who has used the medium of painting in an attempt to extend - give an extra dim….
I think you will agree that I am alive in every part of this book; turn back twenty, thirty, one hundred pages - I am back there. That is why I hate ….
What is a 'thing'? All is movement, a flowing. How stupid it is to speak of the 'mind'. There is a body; there is a mind: they are mixed up together.….
Think enough and you won't know anything..
Everyman is me. I am his brother. No man is my enemy. I am Everyman and he is in and of me. This is my faith, my strength, my deepest hope, and my on….