I write what I write.

When men stop believing in God, it isn't that they then believe in nothing: they believe in everything.

If you interact with things in your life, everything is constantly changing. And if nothing changes, you're an idiot.

I believe that what we become depends on what our fathers teach us at odd moments, when they aren't trying to teach us. We are formed by little scraps of wisdom.

Absence is to love as wind is to fire: it extinguishes the little flame, it fans the big.

There are four types: the cretin, the imbecile, the stupid and the mad. Normality is a balanced mixture of all four.

I love the smell of book ink in the morning.

To survive, you must tell stories.

But Italy is not an intellectual country. On the subway in Tokyo everybody reads. In Italy, they don't. Don't evaluate Italy from the fact that it produced Raphael and Michelangelo.

Poetry is not a matter of feelings, it is a matter of language. It is language which creates feelings.

We are formed by little scraps of wisdom.

To be frank, I find religion rather offensive.

Corporatism trying to redeem itself through charity is akin to a serial killer offering to pay a fine for his crimes.

I've grown up watching Shah Rukh Khan and never really imagined that one day I will get to play the lead opposite him.

People aren't happy unless they buy stuff, and that's because we have become this industrialized nation.

I tend to integrate poet and scholar is by ironizing the scholarship. My hope is to disturb that space between the two so they can coexist in a kind of mutual uncertainty.

My happy weight changes. Sometimes I eat more; sometimes I play more. I'll be different sizes all the time.

All schools, all colleges have two great functions: to confer, and to conceal valuable knowledge.

We do not "have" a body; rather, we "are" bodily.

You can't help but... with 20/20 hindsight, go back and say, 'Look, had we done something different, we probably wouldn't be facing what we are facing today.'

The people need poetry that will be their own secret To keep them awake forever, And bathe them in the bright-haired wave of its breathing.