'There is no God,' the wicked saith, 'and truly it's a blessing, for what he might have done with us it's better only guessing.? - Arthur Hugh Clough 'There Is No God'

But love is a durable fire, in the mind ever burning; never sick, never old, never dead, from itself never turning. - Walter Ralegh 'Walsingham'

My days are but the tombs of buried hours; / Which tombs are hidden in the piled years; / But from the mounds there spring up many flowers, / Whose beauty well repays their cost of tears. Isaac Rosenberg, 'My Days'

Man differs more from man than man from beast.

The sum of things to be known is inexhaustible, and however long we read, we shall never come to the end of our story-book.

The simple lack / Of her is more to me / Than others' presence. Edward Thomas, 'The Unknown'

The best reading of a poem involves a simultaneous engagement of the eye and ear.

The Laureate of Gloucestershire

Through the sparseness and compression, Laird generates a haunting trove of subtle and enriching tonal orchestrations - Alan Gillis

My subject is War and the pity of War. The Poetry is in the pity. Wilfred Owen

The eye, it cannot choose but see; / We cannot bid the ear be still; / Our bodies feel, where'er they be, / Against or with our will. Wordsworth, 'Expostulation and Reply'

All those / accumulated moments gathered as ancestors / intent on discarding time. Moving from sorrow / towards a preference for light - 'Day of Remembrance: The Ancestors', Riemke Ensing