In my beginning is my end.

This love is silent.

Home is where one starts from.

April is the cruellest month.

So the lover must struggle for words.

You are the music while the music lasts.

Humankind cannot bear very much reality.

Anxiety is the hand maiden of creativity.

Let’s not be narrow, nasty, and negative.

I will show you fear in a handful of dust.

Business today consists in persuading crowds.

Immature poets imitate; mature poets steal.

There is no method but to be very intelligent.

The tiger springs in the new year. Us he devours.

I have measured out my life with coffee spoons.

Where there is no temple there shall be no homes.

Genuine poetry can communicate before it is understood.

Where is all the knowledge we lost with information?

Wait without thought, for you are not ready for thought.

My greatest trouble is getting the curtain up and down.