Nothing seems more like a whorehouse to me than a museum. In it you find the same equivocal aspect, the same frozen quality.

Fascism: awful stench of saw and axe.

poetry’s favourite moment is when one loses one’s footing because of a landslide or seismic shaking of thought

Did I miss the denial, anger, and bargaining phases, or did you leap straight to depression?

She could see that to lose a sibling was hard: it could only seem unnatural:out of time, out of order, a vicious re-run of your own departure into nothingness.

The fire that burns brightest in the Raiders organization is the will to win.

We receive and we lose, and we must try to achieve gratitude; and with that gratitude to embrace with whole hearts whatever of life that remains after the losses.

You can't make everybody happy.

He is nearest to the gods who knows how to be silent.

I think the press, which arguably was cowed by the (Bush) administration in the run-up to the war with Iraq, was certainly not cowed in covering the aftermath of Katrina.

Trying to figure things out was my gig. Without the human condition, there's no struggle, no pain and that means no laughter.

Lets go eat a God damn snack