I am suggesting that the radical of poetry lies not in theresolution of doubts but in their proliferation

Poetry is the language of intensity. Because we are going to die, an expression of intensity is justified.

Poetry seems especially like nothing else so much as itself. Poetry is not like, it is the very lining of the inner life.

The artistic reward for refuting the received national tradition is liberation. The price is homelessness. Interior exile.

Much more. We're joined at the heart.""Bad luck for you, I'm afraid. My ticker's pretty wonky.""Too much boozing."His eyes twinkled, and he drew me close. "Not enough kissling.

Father! Blessed word.

I always wanted to help make tennis a team sport.

The path is always right beneath your feet.

She would buy magic every day of the week. Love me, that face said. I'm so lonely, so desperate. I'll give you whatever you want.

To breed up the son to common sense is evermore the parent's least expense.

If you have so many defects, why are you surprised to find defects in others?

[W]e are the heirs of a past of rope, fire, and murder. I for one am not ashamed of this past. My shame is for those who became so inhuman that they could inflict this torture upon us.

Do things that are uncomfortable to do. I say that because women tend to step back from things that they don't know about. And the second, most important, one is, push through the fear.

One defends when his strength is inadequate, he attacks when it is abundant.