We are not retreating - we are advancing in another Direction.

Tell all the truth$$$ but tell it slant.

Good bye may seem forever. Farewell is like the end$$$ but in my heart is the memory and there you will always be.

Pardon my sanity in a world insane.

I must be taken as I have been made. The success is not mine$$$ the failure is not mine$$$ but the two together make me.

Just because something bears the aspect of the inevitable one should not$$$ therefore$$$ go along willingly with it.

How undisturbed$$$ the sleep of the foolish.

Exactly what the powers of hell feed on: the best instincts in man.

A poet is someone who stands outside in the rain hoping to be struck by lightening.

We do not have the ideal world$$$ such as we would like$$$ where morality is easy because cognition is easy. Where one can do right with no effort because he can detect the obvious.