| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| b3161b8 | I have nowhere to go. The clock of my whole being is slow. | R. S. Thomas | ||
| 2da8331 | It was not that lived me. | R. S. Thomas | ||
| cd7cb09 | I turn now but to Wallace Stevens | R. S. Thomas | ||
| 71153e1 | All art is anonymous. | R. S. Thomas |