Poetry is the enemy of the poem.

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.

He longed for a world where safe places for the weak and vulnerable were common, but that was not this world. Not right now.

Just as we are often moved to merriment for no other reason than that the occasion calls for seriousness, so we are correspondingly serious when invited too freely to be amused.

Of all the bigotries that savage the human temper there is none so stupid as the anti-Semitic.

I’ve learned the most from Randy Harrison. Because of his fantastic imaginary world filled with bizarre friends. He is constantly giving us good advice.

Cleanliness is not next to godliness nowadays, for cleanliness is made an essential and godliness is regarded as an offence.

Donald Trump is temperamentally unfit to be president and commander-in-chief.

I have to really enjoy someone's personality, not just their looks, before I'll kiss them.

Children become more liberal partly as a reaction to their parents and partly through education. Education tends to make people a bit softer.

Undertake this journey for the remission of your sins, with the assurance of the imperishable glory of the Kingdom of Heaven!

If you peel back the layers of your life-the frenzy, the noise-stillness is waiting. That stillness is you.