“To this generation I would say:Memorize some bit of verse of truth or beauty.”
“Who says that fictions only and false hairBecome a verse? Is there in truth no beauty?Is all good structure in a winding stair?”
“Come back now and help me with these verses. Whisper to me some beautiful secret that you remember from life.”
“...I would like to live a little bit longer in this beautiful concentration camp.”
“Truth shines the brighter clad in verse.”
“What interests me, personally, is work which in some way, speaks the truth to power…I don’t think we speak the truth to power for power’s ear, but for the ear and the imagination of future generations, who would seek to live in a world free from the malign and self-serving influence of those who wield it.”