Trust your heart if the seas catch fire, live by love though the stars walk backward. - E. E. Cummings

what if a dawn of a doom of a dream bites this universe in two, peels forever out of it's grave and sprinkles nowhere with me and you?

may I be I is the only prayer — not may I be great or good or beautiful or wise or strong.

my advice to all young people who wish to become poets is: do something easy, like learning how to blow up the world — unless you're not only willing, but glad, to feel and work and fight till you die. Does this sound dismal? It isn't. It's the most wonderful life on earth. Or so I feel.