“Sunshine cannot bleach the snow,
Nor time unmake what poets know.”

“What makes a poet is, surely, the love of these things, a desperate search for the tiny ray of sunshine which used to flicker on the floor of a child’s bedroom.”

“Poets are the mad midwives to reality. They see not what is, nor what can be, but what must become.”

“But where is last year's snow? This was the greatest care that Villon, the Parisian poet, took.”

“Nor days nor any time detain.
Time past or any love
Cannot come again.”

“Most often it is the case that people know that something big can be manipulated with it [i. e., the screw], but not how and in what way it is connected to time, and that untold time, and finally such force of machines, wheels, and shafts is necessary as cannot be produced nor be had.”

“Keep yourself to the sunshine and you cannot see the shadow.”

“Sunshine is delicious, rain is refreshing, wind braces us up, snow is exhilarating; there is really no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather.”

“I didn’t know at that time Emily Dickinson’s great definition, her 'Publication is not the business of poets’; being a poet is all, being known as a poet is nothing.”

“Good morning, sunshine, time to go.”