Love is most nearly itself When here and now cease to matter.

Love is most nearly itself When here and now cease to matter.

Only those who will risk going too far can possibly find out how far ...

Only those who will risk going too far can possibly find out how far one can go.

This love is silent.

Poetry is a mug's game.

All time is unreedemable.

In my beginning is my end.

In the end is my beginning.

Hurry up, please, its time.

The end is in the beginning.

April is the cruellest month.

We must learn to suffer more.

Past art is subject to change.

Old men ought to be explorers.

Home is where one starts from.

not fare well, but fare forward

Talent imitates, genius steals.

Do I dare disturb the universe?

The end is where we start from.

Humankind cannot stand reality.

Teach us to care and not to care

I gotta use words to talk to you.

War among men defiles this world.

I can connect Nothing with nothing

Every moment is a fresh beginning.

Art is the escape from personality.

Talent imitates, but genius steals.

I've been born, and once is enough.

Only through time time is conquered

We shall not cease from exploration

Bad poets imitate, good poets steal.

Where is the Life we lost in living?

Good poets borrow, great poets steal

Human kind cannot bear much reality.

So the lover must struggle for words.

...the still point in a turning world.

In the mountains, there you feel free.

To make an end is to make a beginning.

My name is only an anagram of toilets.

Weave, weave the sunlight in your hair-

At the still point, there the dance is.

After such knowledge, what forgiveness?

Humankind can't stand too much reality.

His laughter tinkled among the teacups.

Humankind cannot bear very much reality.

The naming of cats is a difficult matter

Gin and drugs, dear lady, gin and drugs.

He laughed like an irresponsible foetus.

Till Human voices wake us, and we drown.

There will be time to murder and create.

You are the music while the music lasts.

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