Modern poetry, for me, began not in English at all but in Spanish, in the poems of Lorca.

Separation Your absence has gone through me Like thread through a needle. Everything I do is stitched with its color.

From what we cannot hold the stars are made.

Your absence has gone through me

come back believer in shade believer in silence and elegance believer in ferns believer in patience believer in the rain

On the last day of the world I would want to plant a tree

We are asleep with compasses in our hands.

I say to my breath once again, little breath come from in front of me, go away behind me, row me quietly now, as far as you can, for I am an abyss that I am trying to cross.

Poetry is a way of looking at the world for the first time.

The story of each stone leads back to a mountain.

Now all my teachers are dead except silence.

She was exactly right and wrong in the perfect sort of way. This kiss would be the first of many, she was the type of girl I would desperately fight for to stay.

Success is often followed by failure. Yesterday's victory doesn't win today's battle.

What began as an apparently harmless pastime has ended up as a frightening, overpowering addiction or obsession.

It is always difficult for a woman to be grateful for a form of chivalry that seems to be based on the premise that she is a moron.

Great design is not democratic; it comes from great designers. If the standard is lousy, then develop another standard.

I hope that each one of us will be a better husband or wife, kinder to one another, more thoughtful, more restrained in criticism, and more generous with compliments.

The only people who ever get anyplace interesting are the people who get lost.

Don't ever marry a man who loves his work more than he loves you.

God gives His best to those who leave the choice to Him.

To have someone play off and be with a band is more pleasurable.