twice I have lived forever in a smile

Anybody can learn to think, or believe, or know, but not a single human being can be taught to feel... the moment you feel, you're nobody ― but-yourself ― in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else ― means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight, and never stop fighting.

his lips drink water but his heart drinks wine

a politician is an arse uponwhich everyone has sat except a man

Only something in me understands the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses. Nobody, not even the rain has such small hands.

a pretty girl, who naked isis worth a million statues

i will wade out till my thighs are steeped in burning flowersI will take the sun in my mouthand leap into the ripe air Alive with closed eyesto dash against darkness in the sleeping curves of my bodyShall enter fingers of smooth masterywith chasteness of sea-girls Will i complete the mystery of my fleshI will rise After a thousand yearslippingflowers And set my teeth in the silver of the moon

How do you like your blue-eyed boy Mr Death?

I really love poetry. I'm a big E.E. Cummings fan and a big Walt Whitman fan, and I have a big book of poetry.

Take the matter of being born. What does being born mean to most people?