"Think you're escaping and run into yourself. Longest way round is the shortest way home." — James Joyce

Satan, really, is the romantic youth of Jesus re-appearing for a moment.

Poetry, even when apparently most fantastic, is always a revolt against artifice, a revolt, in a sense, against actuality.

Whatever else is unsure in this stinking dunghill of a world a mother's love is not.

I think a child should be allowed to take his father's or mother's name at will on coming of age. Paternity is a legal fiction.