“The mind can never be satisfied.”

“One must have a mind of winter.”

“Out of this same light, out of the central mind,We make a dwelling in the evening air,In which being there together is enough.”

“There will never be an endTo this droning of the surf.”

“It is never the thing but the version of the thing.”

“Beauty is momentary in the mind --The fitful tracing of a portal;But in the flesh it is immortal.The body dies; the body's beauty lives.So evenings die, in their green going,A wave, interminably flowing.”

“Beneath every no lays a passion for yes that had never been broken.”