And sometimes you look at the first poems by someone and you go, "They have freshness and a sense of wonder that is never recaptured again by that poet."

Reading poetry is an adventure in renewal, a creative act, a perpetual beginning, a rebirth of wonder.

Language is an impure medium. Speech is public property and words are the soiled products, not of nature, but of society, which circulates and uses them for a thousand different ends.

There has never been a great poet who wasn't also a great reader of poetry.

The way to become a poet is to read poetry and to imitate what you read and to read passionately and widely and in as involved a way as you can.

I put down these memorandums of my affections in honor of tenderness, in honor of all of those who have been conscripted into the brotherhood of loss.

The spiritual desire for poetry can be overwhelming, so much do I need it to experience and name my own perilous depths and vast spaces, my own well-being.

But, something has to be worked through formally as well as emotionally. Now, when those two things come together I've got something, I think, that I can be proud of.

A poem is a hand, a hook, a prayer. It is a soul in action.

I was surprised recently to find a book called "Poetry in Persons" that's coming out about visit to poets to a class that Pearl London gave.

But, the best times I have found, in my life, are late at night or early in the morning and I think it's because you're outside the social realm.

Everybody finished the song at different times. At last, only the Weasley twins were left singing along to a very slow funeral march.

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Halt! We are attempting an arrest!”“Yeah, we’re aware, ” Quinn muttered under her breath.

no human culture is inaccessible to someone who makes the effort to understand, to learn, to inhabit another world.

Complaining proves nothing but that you can hear the voice of the Devil

It is superfluous to be humble on one's own behalf; so many people are willing to do it for one.

I was in a crazy, private, awesome bubble again, and that's when I started to write.

In the heat of her hands I thought, This is the campfire that mocks the sun.

When girls walk home we put on lippy and makeup. We chat. Sometimes we pretend to be hunchbacks. But that is it. Perfectly normal behavior.

Don’t do it because it’s your job, do it because you can.