“We were of thirteen minds, like a tree, in which there is one Red-tail and eleven squirrel parts.”

“...real childhood scars heal, but not when band-aids replace self-reflection.”

“Unreality cooled realitys burn.”

“The words he said, too, must be human enough to bleed.”

“A poet could kill the dead.”

“Poets, like fighters, both reap the benefits of roadwork.”

“We are born and reborn again and again. We are changing with the waves of time.”

“No one ever changed the world waking up at noon.”

“Everyone was always becoming someone else.Sometimes, when you were older, you became someone younger. And me, I felt old. How can aguy whos about to turn seventeen feel old?”

“It is better to be hated for what you are than to be loved for what you are not.”

“If I am going to be drownedif I am going to be drownedif I am going to be drowned, why, in the name of the seven mad gods who rule the sea, was I allowed to come thus far and contemplate sand and t...”

“I'm an Earth ecstatic, and my creed is simple: All life is sacred, life loves life, and we are capable of improving our behavior toward one another. As basic as that is, for me it's also tonic and ...”

“There are many different stories to tell. It's never the same. Every day weather blows in and out, alters the surface. Sometimes it is stripped down to a single essential truth, the thing that is a...”

“I'm skimming across the surface of my own history, moving fast, riding the melt beneath the blades, doing loops and spins, and when I take a high leap into the dark and come down thirty years later...”

“All stories are about wolves. All worth repeating, that is. Anything else is sentimental drivel.All of them?Sure, he says. Think about it. There's escaping from the wolves, fighting the wolves, cap...”