My days are filled with work I love - reading poems, writing poems, talking with people about poems, teaching, directing a writing program, hosting readings, etc.

If it weren't for greed, intolerance, hate, passion and murder, you would have no works of art, no great buildings, no medical science, no Mozart, no Van Gough, no Muppets and no Louis Armstrong.

Last night you sat there singing to me 'nothing to hide, believe what I say' and not ten hours later you're standin' in front of me lyin

Poor people cannot rely on the government to come to help you in times of need. You have to get your education. Then nobody can control your destiny.

And thoughts of no other man but you could possibly get through the picket lines to enter into my mind.

Let us be thankful for health and competence, and, above all, for a quiet conscience.

I fell in love with Virginia Woolf in college. I especially admire how well she writes about daily life, how she captures so much meaning and consequence in the smallest details of a day.

It is easier to port a shell than a shell script.

I'm not much of a conformist.

I grew up in Toronto and as long as I can remember, as long as there was cable, even those old cable boxes that were wired to the TV, there have been Bollywood movies on Toronto TV.

How many years will you crawl through this castle, so satisfied and still wanting more?