“The light in meonly wants toreach the darkness in you.”

“She is the light,at the end of this endless tunnel.”

“No misery ever so beautiful than the one this mind creates.”

“You burn like a candleinside my soul,showing me a waythrough this darkness.”

“Amidst a crowd of strangers,I still remain unknownto myself.”

“I'm an open book in a closed room.”

“tell meof something fiercer than the love with which i gaze upon youof something softer than the tendernesswith which i hold you.”

“I heard your whispered fantasies so clear Softly told in my earI opened my eyes you weren't thereSo real my dream, I was so awareBut we'll meet again so certainlyIn our whispered fantasy”

“I have little use for religion as it is practiced, or for astrology, or for belief in witchcraft or omens of good or ill-luck. I think they all stem from some insufficiency in mens minds, perhaps f...”

“It is only the innocent mind which knows what love is, and the innocent mind can live in the world which is not innocent.”

“So if you can look at all things without allowing pleasure to creep in - at a face, a bird, the colour of a sari, the beauty of a sheet of water shimmering in the sun, or anything that gives deligh...”

“Oh, Death was never enemy of ours!We laughed at him, we leagued with him, old chum.No soldier's paid to kick against His powers.We laughed, knowing that better men would come,And greater wars: whe...”

“I grew up in this town, my poetry was born between the hill and the river, it took its voice from the rain, and like the timber, it steeped itself in the forests.”

“It is strange how a scrap of poetry works in the mind and makes the legs move in time to it along the road.”