By the road to the contagious hospital under the surge of the blue mottled clouds driven from the northeast - a cold wind.

It is difficult to get the news from poems, yet men die miserably every day for lack of what is found there.

The beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

It is not what you say that matters but the manner in which you say it; there lies the secret of the ages.

The job of the poet is to use language effectively, his own language, the only language which is to him authentic.

The weight of love Has buoyed me up Till my head Knocks against the sky.

As birds' wings beat the solid air without which none could fly so words freed by the imagination affirm reality by their flight.

It is not fair to be old, to put on a brown sweater.

There is nothing beginning nor end to the imagination but it delights in its own seasons reversing the usual order at will.

My first poem was a bolt from the blue … it broke a spell of disillusion and suicidal despondence. ... it filled me with soul satisfying joy.

Somewhere the sense makes copper roses steel roses — The rose carried weight of love but love is at an end — of roses It is at the edge of the petal that love waits.

I know what it’s like to be different. I’m a Native American in a white world.

When we merely follow another, we take a potentially creative mind out of service-our own.

A small mind is obstinate. A great mind can lead and be led.

The irony of the matter is that the future generations do not have a vote. In effect, we hold their proxy.

History is the key to everything: politics, religion, even fashion.

I'm a people person...who drinks.

If you write enough, you begin to learn to do things. But in a way, you do start from zero each time.

Cartooning at its best is a fine art. I'm a cartoonist who works in the medium of animation, which also allows me to paint my cartoons.

The deepest mystery comes not when we don't know somebody well, but when we do.