...And we left the lightfor the night of the street

Who is that blond child laughing as he runs after his colored marbles? [my marbles]It's meAnd who is the poet writing this poem?That blond child who laughed as he ran after his colored marbles

The City is free of sinThe snow has given it absolution A man who slips A horse that fallsOh no, the city is in a nightgown

Do you remember the long orphanage of the train stationsWe crossed cities that turn-tabled all dayAnd vomited at night the sunshine of the day ("The Voyager")

Integrity is congruence between what you know, what you profess, and what you do.

As a painter I shall never signify anything of importance. I feel it absolutely.

It's easier to die if others around you are dying.

If I had to give one piece of advice to incoming college freshmen, I'd say always be true to yourself.

Courage is doing something you need to do that might get you hurt.

It's a lot harder to be clear-headed, but the good stuff is when you start realizing who's really you.

Continuous learning is the minimum requirement for success in any field.

Weakness is a great bully without knowing it.

I think there are real possibilities of reaching out to many of the Trump voters, those who voted for Obama believing his rhetoric.

each time that I have run away - and from a habit it quickly became an illness - I have betrayed someone. Myself, but not always only myself.