A fly and a flea in a flue Were imprisoned, so what could they do? Said the Flea, Let us fly! Said the Fly, Let us flee! So they fled through a flaw in the flue. – Anon.
Writing poetry makes you intensely conscious of how words sound, both aloud and inside the head of the reader. You learn the weight of words and how they sound to the ear. – Helen Dunmore
A mans memory is bound to be a distortion of his past in accordance with his present interests, and the most faithful autobiography is likely to mirror less what a man was than what he has become. – Fawn M. Brodie
