One critic wrote . . . that my poems sounded as though they had been translated from the Hungarian. I don't know why, but somehow that made me feel quite lighthearted.

The universe is a continuous web. Touch it at any point and the whole web quivers.

I can hardly wait for tomorrow, it means a new life for me each and every day.

Be what you are. Give What is yours to give. Have Style. Dare.

We have to learn how to live with our frailties. The best people I know are inadequate and unashamed.

The poem comes in the form of a blessing, like rapture breaking on the mind.

You must be careful not to deprive the poem of its wild origin.

I have walked through many lives, some of them my own, and I am not who I was, though some principle of being abides, from which I struggle not to stray.

What makes the engine go? Desire, desire, desire.

The poem in the head is always perfect. Resistance begins when you try to convert it into language.

Deftly they opened the brain of a child, and it was full of flying dreams.

Cherish forever what makes you unique 'cuz you're really a yawn if it goes!

Victory at all costs victory in spite of all terror victory however long and hard the hard may be for without victory there is no survival.

You don't try and put rockets under prime ministers.

I don't want to be a leader. I want to be one who goes around with a little oil can and offer help when I see a breakdown.

It's okay to grow up, it's just slowing down that's the scary part. Running out of time. It's okay to grow up, but it doesn't mean you have to become like your parents.

There are only two types of music.good and bad.

I like to be around people who make me laugh. It's one of my favorite things on a set. I hate it when people take themselves serious in a film set.

...The world wouldn't be the world, without trouble.

How many people in the world is, each of them is individual. And I like to eat bread, somebody don't like that. You know this is the same in gymnastics.

Sometimes you got to specifically go out of your way to get into trouble. It's called fun.