The rain began again. It fell heavily easily with no meaning or intention but the fulfilment of its own nature which was to fall and fall.
Without imagination we can go nowhere. And imagination is not restricted to the arts. Every scientist I have met who has been a success has had to imagine.
If we really want to be full and generous in spirit we have no choice but to...
The poetry that sustains me is when I feel that for a minute the clouds...
I see a resurgence of interest in poetry. I am less optimistic about the...
Remember, if the time should come when you have to make a choice between...
I am enough of an artist to draw freely upon my imagination. Imagination...
I am really only myself when I'm somebody else whom I have endowed with...
