“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...”

“What makes the engine go?Desire, desire, desire.”

“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 love, we always strive to become better than we are. When we strive to become better than we are, everything around us becomes better too.”

“The world is indeed full of peril, and in it there are many dark places; but still there is much that is fair, and though in all lands love is now mingled with grief, it grows perhaps the greater.”

“This is where it all begins. Everything starts here, today.”

“If we rest, we shall renewal our strength.”

“If we rest, we shall renewal our strength”

“May you have fresh strength in the spring season.”