There is no need to waste pity on young girls who are having their moments of disillusionment, for in another moment they will recover their illusion.

Humility has its origin in an awareness of unwor-thiness, and sometimes too in a dazzled awareness of saintliness.

It is the image in the mind that binds us to our lost treasures, but it is the loss that shapes the image.

The wily lunatic is lost if through the narrowest crack he allows a sane eye to peer into his locked universe and thus profane it.

Poetry does not necessarily have to be beautiful to stick in the depths of our memory, there to occupy most mischievously the place doomed to invasion by certain melodies which, however blameworthy, can never be expunged.

To a poet, silence is an acceptable response, even a flattering one.

There are days when solitude is a heady wine that intoxicates you with freedom, others when it is a bitter tonic, and still others when it is a poison that makes you beat your head against the wall.

No temptation can ever be measured by the value of its object.

Smokers, male and female, inject and excuse idleness in their lives every time they light a cigarette.

Insight-the titillating knack for hurting!