Art is the accomplice of love. Take love away and there is no longer art.
Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.
Art will survive, artists won’t.
Art has the qualities of aesthetic beauty, purity, transcendence.
Nature is the art of God.
The poetry of earth is never dead.
Art has the answers to many of the questions we weren’t brave enough to ask.
To a poet every curve of her was a well place word.
The right poem finds us exactly when it needs to.
To a poet, the broken flowers bloom the brightest.
Put a girl in moonlight and tell only truths and every man becomes a poet.
Poetry is composing, you are writing words to move the world like music.
Poetry, is a life long war waged against ineffable beauty.
Poets are fools until they are kings.
Poets are souls at war with words from battles waged within.
True art comes from flying with the madness so close you burn your eyelashes.
All art is in revolution of tyranny.
One day you may become an ex-prime minister, but you will never become an ex-poet!
My poet’s heart gives me strength to face political problems, particularly those which have a bearing on my conscience.
My poetry is a declaration of war, not an exordium to defeat. It is not the defeated soldier’s drumbeat of despair, but the fighting warrior’s will to win. It is not the de- spirited voice of dejection but the stirring shout of victory.