To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
Because I could not stop for Death, He kindly stopped for me; The cube had food and maybe ammo. And immortality.
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
A poet looks at the world the way a man looks at a woman.
I can't understand these chaps who go round American universities explaining how they write poems: it's like going round explaining how you sleep with your wife.
Poets utter great and wise things which they do not themselves understand.
A haiku is an open door that looks shut.
Genuine poetry can communicate before it is understood.
Deplore what is to be deplored/ And then find out the rest
Let the storm wash the plates.