It doesnt seem to me strange that children should like the macabre, the sensational, and the forbidden.

Poetry operates by hints and dark suggestions. It is full of secrets and hidden formulae, like a witch's brew.

I look and look, / As though I could be saved simply by looking

Mysteries, like the Masonic rites, are ones parents and elders are sworn not to reveal to the uninitiated, which include all children. And so we sought for signs.

If the heart has its reasons, perhaps the body Has its own lumbering sort of carnal spirit, Felt in the tingling bruises of collision, And known to captains as esprit de corps.

There's not a good poet I know who has not at the beck and call of his memory a vast quantity of poetry that composes his mental library.

I'm filled with admiration, delight, and gratitude at discovering James Lasdun's poems in A Jump Start. He has wit, speed, intelligence, a keen eye, precision, and imagination of a high order.

Children know from a remarkably early age that things are being kept from them, that grown-ups participate in a world of mysteries.

Merely to have survived is not an index of excellence.

If we understand we need each other, we will keep together.

If I provide for this life and turn away from the Lord, I am wise for a moment, but lost forever.

However much we do to avoid them we shall never lack crosses in this life if we are in the ranks of the Crucified.

Rebellion to tyrants is obedience to God.

My father, Fred Carter, Jr., is definitely an extraordinaire.

The true adventurer goes forth aimless and uncalculating to meet and greet unknown fate.

Celebs says we have no time for love, but I wouldn't say that.

In Florence, classical buildings sit against medieval buildings. It's that contrast we like.

The hours that ordinary people waste, extraordinary people leverage.

By drop out, I mean to detach yourself from involvement in secular, external social games.