“Society's dark hull drifts further and further away. It is this place - the place of our separation, our distinction - that much of his poetry occupies.”

“Society's dark hull drifts further and further away. It is this place - the place of our separation, our distinction - that much of his poetry occupies.”

“Society's dark hull drifts further and further away. It is this place - the place of our separation, our distinction - that much of his poetry occupies.”

“No one decides where I go, least of all myself, though each step is where it must be.”

“It is still beautiful to hear the heart beatbut often the shadow seems more real than the body.”

“Death stoops over me.I'm a problem in chess. Hehas the solution.”

“In the middle of life, death comesto take your measurements. The visitis forgotten and life goes on. But the suitis being sewn on the sly.”

“I carry inside myself my earlier faces, as a tree contains its rings.”

“I wrote so meagerly to you. But what I couldn't write swelled and swelled like an old-fashioned airship and drifted away at last through the night sky.”