Love is a young green willow shimmering at the bare wood's edge

It is difficult to get the news from poems, yet men die miserably every day for lack of what is found there.

The beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

It is not what you say that matters but the manner in which you say it; there lies the secret of the ages.

The job of the poet is to use language effectively, his own language, the only language which is to him authentic.

The weight of love Has buoyed me up Till my head Knocks against the sky.

As birds' wings beat the solid air without which none could fly so words freed by the imagination affirm reality by their flight.

It is not fair to be old, to put on a brown sweater.

There is nothing beginning nor end to the imagination but it delights in its own seasons reversing the usual order at will.

My first poem was a bolt from the blue … it broke a spell of disillusion and suicidal despondence. ... it filled me with soul satisfying joy.

Somewhere the sense makes copper roses steel roses — The rose carried weight of love but love is at an end — of roses It is at the edge of the petal that love waits.

Let me not fear adversity.

All I've ever wanted was a place to belong, and someone to belong to.

He was of the faith chiefly in the sense that the Church he currently did not attend was Catholic.

I believe that we as the leader of the Free World must provide important leadership on the ethical parameters, the ethical constraints that this research requires.

Now I'm looking for more of a dressy, man wear, you know, kinda cool.

The brilliant passes, like the dew at morn; The true endures, for ages yet unborn.

All genuine philosophy transcends national boundaries. Patriotic philosophies are just nationalist ideologies.

Lycurgus, Numa, Moses, Jesus Christ, Mohammed, all these great rogues, all these great thought-tyrants, knew how to associate the divinities they fabricated with their own boundless ambition.

If you're taking performance-enhancing drugs and you get caught, in my mind, you should be banned for life.

Whoever eats anything at a wedding luncheon? They make the food out of papier mache. My salad had been used four or five times this week.