Death is a name for beauty not in use.
1953 'Composition in Late Spring', collected in The Collected Poems of Irving Layton (1971).
My neighbour doesn't want to be loved as much as he wants to be envied.Irving Layton
It amazes me that organs that piss Can give human beings such perfect bliss.Irving Layton
Only the tiniest fracton of mankind want freedom. All the rest want someone to tell them theyare free.Irving Layton