Praying is another way of singing.You plant in the tree the soul of lemons.You plant in the gardens the spirit of roses.

I hope to go into a poem sober and come out a little drunk. And if I do then that's a real poem.

The theme of Death is to Poetry what Mistaken Identity is to Drama.

Leave my soul alone, leave my soul alone

Are all men in disguise except those crying?

I know the colour rose, and it is lovely, But not when it ripens in a tumour; And healing greens, leaves and grass, so springlike, In limbs that fester are not springlike.

Remember how it was when we kissed? Armfuls and armfuls of light thrown right at us. A rope dropping down from the sky. How can the word love and the word life even fit in the mouth?

Ann: You didn’t cause my miscarriages. But you are committed to transforming me to be like you.

Most writing doesn’t take place on the page

Not having to own a car has made me realize what a waste of time the automobile is.

I sold my soul to the devil in L.A

No one is perfect and everyone wishes they could change something about themselves.

Responsiblity is the great developer of men.

Hope is the feeling we have that the feeling we have is not permanent.

Do I believe that God can change bitter circumstances into sweet blessing? Am I willing to let Him?

Faith is the courage to face reality with hope.