“Toward dawn we shared with youyour hour of desolation,the huge lingering passionof your unearthly out cry,as you swung your blind headtowards us and laboriously openeda bloodshot, glistening eye,in...”

“I can hardly wait for tomorrow, it means a new life for me each and every day.”

“In my darkest night,when the moon was coveredand I roamed through wreckage,a nimbus-clouded voicedirected me:Live in the layers,not on the litter.Though I lack the artto decipher it,no doubt the ne...”

“Darling, do you rememberthe man you married? Touch me, remind me who I am.”

“You must be careful not to deprive the poem of its wild origin.”

“...few young poets [are] testing their poems against the ear. They're writing for the page, and the page, let me tell you, is a cold bed.”

“When we are no longer able to change a situation, we are challenged to change ourselves.”

“But one of the worst results of being a slave and being forced to do things is that when there is no one to force you any more you find you have almost lost the power of forcing yourself.”

“The road to success is always under construction”