Poetry is the plough that turns up time in such a way that the abyssal strata of time, its black earth, appear on the surface.

The people need poetry that will be their own secret To keep them awake forever, And bathe them in the bright-haired wave of its breathing.

Perhaps the whisper was born before lips, And the leaves in treelessness circled and flew, And those, to whom we impart our experience as bliss, Acquire their forms before we do

My turn shall also come: I sense the spreading of a wing.

Where to start? Everything cracks and shakes, The air trembles with similes, No one world's better than another; the earth moans with metaphors.

Only in Russia poetry is respected - it gets people killed.

I love my poor earth because I have seen no other.

Logic is the kingdom of the unexpected. To think logically means to be continually amazed.

Perhaps my whisper was already born before my lips.

I was stopped in the dense Soviet wood by bandits who called themselves my judges.

A raznochinets needs no memory—it is enough for him to tell of the books he has read, and his biography is done.

We're all in the human race. The question is, are you running toward your dreams or just away from your fears?

A dead plant is nothing but a sign to plant a new one

What doesn't kill us gives us something new to write about.

When we embrace our Intuition, be embrace a new way of living...The intuitive process is an adventure. There are new discoveries around every corner, and we always have the power to change our lives.

I was never that interested in movies. I was interested in them as a thing, but I didn't want to make movies. I always wanted to draw and paint.

We must shift the arms race into a 'peace race'.

By cool Siloam's shady rill How sweet the lily grows!

You should spend more time with your families; write that novel you've always wanted to write. You know, the one about the fearless reporter who stands up to the administration. You know - fiction.

Each nation has an identity and destiny. As far as Bharat is concerned, Hindu is its identity and religion is its way of working

Nature is an unpleasing, stupid, lumpy, blowsy wench.