Metaphor is ritual sacrifice. It kills the look-alike. No, metaphor is homeopathy.

The ghosts swarm. They speak as one person. Each has left something undone.

Poetry wants to make things mean more than they mean, says someone, as if we knew how much things meant, and in what unit of measure.

But here I hold your dream in my poem.

Curled up in bed, I’m young in the old way.

We are all full of discourses that we only half understand and half mean.

The crowd is made of little gods, and there is still no heaven.

The fear that all this will end. The fear that it won't.

We sleep together in the dark but confuse light with love.

clarity need not be equivalent to / readability. How readable is the world?

Carried by light, images remain while sensation is so evanescent as to be always beyond belief.

Energy wasted on negative ends.

Style is doing things not in any way but in the best way.

Till the false is seen as the false, truth is not.

Self-pity makes people callous.

They never taste who always drink.

How slowly one comes to understand anything!

I love math. I have little secret number tattoos everywhere. I design them.

Whether you're talking about bees, dogs, or women, pain can come upon you quickly from either one of em.

President Reagan, of course, did more than any other person to entrench the Republican reputation for toughness on national security.

Too many people expect wonders from democracy, when the most wonderful thing of all is just having it.