The reality of a serious writer is a reality of many voices, some of them belonging to the writer, some of them belonging to the world of readers at large.
What is this slow blue dream of living, and this fevered death by dreaming?
A world without poetry and art would be too much like one without birds or flowers: bearable but a lot less enjoyable.
Poetry and art nourish the soul of the world with the flavor-filled substances of beauty, wisdom and truth.
Each star is a mirror reflecting the truth inside you.
Many people can rightfully claim, as much as anyone can rightfully claim anything, that much of their lives have been spent stumbling through a cloud of cluelessness.