When Did The Lemons Learn The Same

Give Me Your Hand Out Of The Depths Sown By Your Sorrows.

I Have Never Thought Of My Life As Divided Between Poetry And Politics.

I Do Not Love You-except Because I Love You; I Go From Loving To Not Loving You, From Waiting To Not Waiting For You My Heart Moves From The Cold Into The Fire.

A Book, A Book Full Of Human Touches, Of Shirts, A Book Without Loneliness, With Men And Tools, A Book Is Victory.

The Hardest Way Of Learning Is That Of Easy Reading.