“To her you're just a play thing; she'll make you out to be a king, then she'll set fire to your throne.”

“And everything I thought I knew - you made me trade it all for you...but, frankly, you're not worth it.”

“How envious I am that the sun may kiss your porcelain skin and forever change how the world sees you.”

“There's no one to mourn for a life that love stole.”

“But when you kiss me there's a spark, and I can't remember I'm only food to be consumed like an apple and not loved like a woman.”

“I mostly hope you think I miss you and in the end you hope you'll get me, but that's fantasy, untrue as you, and bitter as the hope you left me.”

“Today I want to belong. I want to feel safe and at home. I want to be aware of what it is like simply to be, without defenses or desires. I will appreciate the flow of life for what it is-my own tr...”

“Nature reflects the moods of the wizard.”

“My calling ties me to no office, makes me no man's slave, compels me to no action which my soul condemns. It sets me free from town life, which I loathe; and allows me to breathe clean air, to exer...”

“There is no feminine gaze that I would not forget at the sight of mountains covered with curly vegetation, and illumined by the southern sun, at the sight of the blue sky, or at the sound of a torr...”

“The sound of thunder, the smell of rain. The earth giving birth to another season. Nature's labor pains...beautiful.”

“Was not writing poetry a secret transaction, a voice answering a voice?”

“Remembrance and reflection how allied!What thin partitions Sense from Thought divide!”

“Don't be afraid of poetry.”