Consciousness Is The Glory Of Creation.

Most Poets, Like Most People, Try Hard To Be Like Someone They Admire Or They Are Possessed With An Image Of What They Ought To Be.

My Earliest Poems Sing Of The Absolute Necessity Of Allowing Love To Invade And Pervade One's Life. That Can Make The Miracle Happen In Reality. Try It.

Adversity Is A Stimulus.

The Only Limits Are, As Always, Those Of Vision.

True Delicacy Is Not A Fragile Thing.