Who do you serve? Do you serve somebody? I serve the poem, no one..

I never have anything to talk about..

What God originates, God orchestrates..

I like my work to stand on its own as much as possible..

There is beauty in everything, Just not everybody sees it.

Swallows and Amazons for-ever!.

Some changes are so slow, you don't notice them, others are so fast, they don't notice you..

He who has a mind to do mischief will always find a pretense..

People defend nothing more violently than the pretenses they live by..

By the by, who ever knew a man who never read or wrote neither who hadn't got some small back parlour which he would call a study!.

Fraud includes the pretense of knowledge when knowledge there is none..

Give your heart to everybody you meet. The rest is pretense..