I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.

We love the things we love for what they are.

Some people go to priests, others to poetry, I to my friends.

At the touch of love everyone becomes a poet.

Days of absence, sad and dreary, Clothed in sorrow’s dark array, – Days of absence, I am weary; She I love is far away.

I have been used to consider poetry as the food of love.

Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold.

You rose into my life like a promised sunrise, brightening my days with the light in your eyes. I've never been so strong. Now I'm where I belong.

For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun? And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.

Unbeing dead isn't being alive.

Maidens like moths are ever caught by glare, And Mammon wins his way where seraphs might despair.

Some good, some so-so and lots plain bad: that's how a book of poems is made, my friend

Pound's crazy. All poets are. They have to be. You don't put a poet like Pound in the loony bin.

Poetry is the art of substantiating shadows and of lending existence to nothing.

Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow that I shall say good night till it be morrow.

Not to go back is somewhat to advance, and men must walk at least before they dance.

Teach you children poetry, it opens the mind, lends grace to wisdom and makes the heroic virtues hereditary.

Oh! too convincing - dangerously dear - In woman's eye the unanswerable tear!

Education forms the common mind. Just as the twig is bent the tree's inclined.

All religion, my friend, is simply evolved out of fraud, fear, greed, imagination and poetry.