Originality Is... A By-product Of Sincerity.

The Mind Is An Enchanting Thing Is An Enchanted Thing, Like The Glaze On A Katydid-wing Subdivided By Sun Till The Nettings Are Legion.

... Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads In Them ... ... If You Demand On One Hand, The Raw Material Of Poetry In All Its Rawness And That Which Is On The Other Hand Genuine, Then You Are Interested In Poetry.

What I Write Could Only Be Called Poetry Because There Is No Other Category To Put It.

You Are Not Male Nor Female, But A Plan Deep-set Within The Heart Of Man.

Assign Yogi Berra To Cape Canaveral; He Could Handle Any Missile.