"On the pavement of my trampled soul the steps of madmen weave the prints of rude crude words."

"Tramp squares with rebellious treading! Up heads! As proud peaks be seen! In the second flood we are spreading Every …"

"A rhyme's … a barrel of dynamite. A line is a fuse that's lit. The line smoulders, the rhyme explodes – and by a stan…"

"I want to be understood by my country, but if I fail to be understood – what then?, I shall pass through my native la…"

"Love for us is no paradise of arbors — to us love tells us, humming, that the stalled motor of the heart has started …"

"Agitprop sticks in my teeth too, and I'd rather compose romances for you – more profit in it and more charm. But I su…"

"In parade deploying the armies of my pages, I shall inspect the regiments in line. Heavy as lead, my verses at attent…"

"Love's ship has foundered on the rocks of life. We're quits: stupid to draw up a list of mutual sorrows, hurts and pa…"

"I understand the power and the alarm of words – Not those that they applaud from theatre-boxes, but those which make …"

"No gray hairs streak my soul, no grandfatherly fondness there! I shake the world with the might of my voice, and walk…"