“And I'll dance with you in Vienna,I'll be wearing a river's disguise.The hyacinth wild on my shouldermy mouth on the dew of your thighs.And I'll bury my soul in a scrapbook,with the photographs the...”

“Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash.”

“I loved you when you opened like a lily to the heat; you see Im just another snowman standing in the rain and sleet who loved you with his frozen love, his second hand physique, with all he is and ...”

“There is a crack in everything.That's how the light gets in.”

“It was a dance of masks and every mask was perfect because every mask was a real face and every face was areal mask so there was no mask and there was no face for there was but one dance in which t...”

“Friend, when you speak this carefully I know it is because you don't know what to say.”

“Im not a woman you bring home to Mother, pick out china patterns with, or Mary forefend, breed. Ive seen a chunk of the universe, true, but theres still so much more to see. I doubt Ill ever cure t...”

“My hope, my heaven, my trust must be,My gentle guide, in following thee.”

“Amory took to writing poetry on spring afternoons, in the gardens of the big estates near Princeton, while swans made effective atmosphere in the artificial pools, and slow clouds sailed harmonious...”