All the untidyactivity continues, awful but cheerful.

Being a poet is one of the unhealthier jobs--no regular hours, so many temptations!

All my life I have lived and behaved very much like the sandpiper - just running down the edges of different countries and continents, 'looking for something'.

The art of losing isn't hard to master; so many things seem filled with the intent to be lost that their loss is no disaster.

If after I read a poem the world looks like that poem for 24 hours or so I'm sure it's a good one—and the same goes for paintings.

What one seems to want in art, in experiencing it, is the same thing that is necessary for its creation, a self-forgetful, perfectly useless concentration.

I am overcome by my own amazing sloth...Can you please forgive me and believe that it is really because I want to do something well that I don't do it at all?

Sometimes it seemsas though only intelligent people are stupid enough to fall in love & only stupid people are intelligent enough to let themselves be loved.

Democracy in the contemporary world demands, among other things, an educated and informed people.

Oh, must we dream our dreams and have them, too?

Hoping to live days of greater happiness, I forget that days of less happiness are passing by.

Your words don't match your vibe, & im trusting my gut this time.

We have to work and serve humanity while we have the grace.

When fiction has become reality, life may turn into a fairy tale or a firestorm. Tina, time has come to pull up one’s socks and start relearning and reassessing living. ("Another empty room")

Lies and half-truths hurt not only the liar, but the people they love most.

For me, every translation is a new book, with the translator inevitably broadening the meaning of the original book in any translation.

A little simplification would be the first step toward rational living, I think.

Fame and success are very different things.

Equality today means ‘sameness’, rather than ‘oneness’.

Man exists only insofar as he is separated from his surroundings. The cranium is a space-traveler's helmet. Stay inside or you perish.

Liberty is a product of order.