Everything was insanely alive, now you see it, now you don't. I thought, it's the light, it's the water, it's changing every second, it's always doing this whether I'm here to witness it or not.

The sky seemed abruptly to have had enough of my dithering and dramatically lightened up around the glowing moon, which retreated like an aging sovereign before the rising sun.

Between the beach and the big breaking waves about a quarter mile off was a stretch of bumpy, glistening reef, its usual blanket of water pulled back by a celestial hand.

I was always observing. Even while talking, living, going through every motion, I was watching myself and the situation. That's a writer. Always observing.

Poets should ignore most criticism and get on with making poetry.

The songs are my lexicon. I believe the songs.

It's important for young men and women who look at the Nebraska champs to understand that quality of life is more than just blocking shots.

In another life, I could be a personal shopper.

The bite of existence did not cut into one in Hollywood ... Life elsewhere was real and slippery and struggled in the arms like a big fish dying in air.

Poems like to have a destination for their flight. They are homing pigeons.

Compassion is the ability to see how it all is.

There is no news media. There's simply a bunch of people on television and in newspapers who are ranking members of the Democrat Party.

I was in my tighty-whities and I never woke up, and I ran over a mile.

If you don't have malice in our heart, it doesn't come across harsh.