There is a certain justice in criticism.

I have suffered the atrocity of sunsets.

I teach my sighs to lengthen into songs.

Time marks us while we are marking time.

I have gone into the waste lonely places

Coming events cast their shadows before.

Visions of glory, spare my aching sight.

A moment's thinking is an hour in words.

What a greater crime. Than loss of time.

We would give anything for what we have.

Brooklyn is kind of my writer's retreat.

The crooning turns to a sunrise singing.

Hate: return to sender; address unknown.

Ridicule is a public confession of fear.

Now life has killed the dream I dreamed.

Melancholy is the pleasure of being sad.

Men hate those to whom they have to lie.

Revolution is the larva of civilization.

A fixed idea ends in madness or heroism.

The sewer is the conscience of the city.

A writer is a world trapped in a person.

Prayer is an august avowal of ignorance.

The earth is a great piece of stupidity.

Sleep comes more easily than it returns.

Dark Error's other hidden side is truth.

Life is a flower of which love is honey.

Philosophy is the microscope of thought.

The flesh is the surface of the unknown.

Love is eternal for as long as it lasts.

Every man makes a god of his own desire.

We are all here on earth to help others.

Time will say nothing but I told you so.

The poet is the priest of the invisible.

Life is the elimination of what is dead.

If you wait, you grow old, nothing more.

Active Evil is better than Passive Good.

Tread softly, for you tread on my dreams

Time can but make her beauty over again.

And say my glory was I had such friends.

If it ain't a pleasure, it ain't a poem.

A poem is a small machine made of words.

Sin let loose speaks punishment at hand.

Is base in kind, and born to be a slave.

The few that pray at all pray oft amiss.

Truth is the golden girdle of the globe.

Mercy to him that shows it, is the rule.

What sweet delight a quiet life affords.

Life is, I think, a blunder and a shame.

I will love you truly forever and a day!

All things are ready, if our mind be so.

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