I learned life were no dream I learned truth deceived Man is not God Life is a century Death an instant

It is a great feeling to know that from a window I can go to books to cans of beer to past loves. And from these gather enough dream to sneak out a back door.

Standing on a street corner waiting for no one is power.

I remember the people I knew in prison; I was very fortunate to know them - they came from 1910, 1920, 1930.

I feel I want to be wise with white hair in a tall library in a deep chair by a fireplace.

If you have a choice of two things and can't decide, take both.

Spirit is Life. It flows thru the death of me endlessly like a river unafraid of becoming the sea.

The lucky thing was that I was Italian; when the other Italians saw me fight back, they came to my defence.

If you believe you're a poet, then you're saved.

Ah, if I were dictator I'd have poets throwing bombs!

The fall of man stands a lie before Beethoven, a truth before Hitler.

There is nothing so pitiful as a young cynic because he has gone from knowing nothing to believing nothing.

Press them continually with memory and dream and have them waste their Present there.

How fragile we are under the sheltering sky. Behind the sheltering sky is a vast dark universe, and we're just so small.

Like a garden that is carefully tended, the rewards are well worth the effort.

The spider is the chamberlain in the Palace of the Caesars The owl is the trumpeter on the battlements of Afrasiyah.

I love it when you talk that sh-t.

Every damn thing is your own fault, if you are any good.

I like what I do for a living. I also like NOT doing it--perhaps even more.

Art doesn't spring from the muses alone, but from hard work.

People are never perfect, but love can be.