I think that what happens in my poetic work in the future will depend on my being knocked in the face, and thrown flat, and given cancer, and all kinds of other things short of senile dementia.

Bats have no bankers and they do not drink and cannot be arrested and pay no tax and, in general, bats have it made.

The artist is extremely lucky who is presented with the worst possible ordeal which will not actually kill him. At that point, he's in business.

We must travel in the direction of our fear.

Two daiquiris withdrew into a corner of a gorgeous room and one told the other a lie.

Praise will lead you to vanity, and blame will lead you to self-pity, and both are bad for writers.

I am so wise I had my mouth sewn shut.

Ever to confess you're bored means you have no Inner Resources.

That is our ‘pointed task. Love & die.

But neither money nor machines can create. They shuttle tokens of energy, but they do not transform. A civilization based on them puts people out of touch with their creative powers.

This world is gradually becoming a place Where I do not care to be any more.

The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough.

You don't have to be stupid to be a Christian, ... but it probably helps.

Wine ... offers a greater range for enjoyment and appreciation than possibly any other purely sensory thing which may be purchased.

Everything is based on mind, is led by mind, is fashioned by mind. If you speak and act with a pure mind, happiness will follow you, as a shadow clings to a form.

Now and then, in this workaday world, things do happen in the delightful storybook fashion, and what a comfort that is.

You live and learn. Or you don't live long.

I was born, to handle situations the way I do. I've always been the type who can be thrown in the fire and make it out. Any time I'm given an opportunity, I feel I'm ready.

The two symbols of the Republican party: an elephant and a big fat white guy who's threatened by change.

Those of you who have the talent to do honor to poor womanhood, have all given yourself over to baby-making. . .

One's complete sentences are attempts, as often as not, to complete an incomplete self with words.