The aim of the poet, or other artist, is first to make something; and it's impossible to make something out of words and not communicate

I wish i could press snowflakes in a book like flowers.

I do not usually revise much, though I often cut, particularly the end or toward the end of a poem

Snow falling softly on lashes of eyes you love, and a cold cheek growing warm next to your own in hushed dark familial December.

It seems to me that readers sometimes make the genesis of a poem more mysterious than it is (by that I perhaps mean, think of it as something outside their own experience)

However, if a poem can be reduced to a prose sentence, there can't be much to it.

A nothing day full of wild beauty .... Little fish stream by, a river in water.

It is always pleasant to learn that someone takes an interest in a work which one enjoyed writing

One tends to write beyond what's needed

What are the questions you wish to ask?

Books, like landscapes, leave their marks in us. (...) Certain books, though, like certain landscapes, stay with us even when we left them, changing not just our weathers but our climates.

Wait. You work for me?""I prefer to think of it as managing your incompetence.

Orphans, dead parents, lonely children at Christmas, morose spoken word recordings, everything you love about the holidays. Move the turkey over so you can fit your head in the oven.

It's amazing how I'm able to ride around on a bike. People kind of see it's me but since I'm on a bike, they think, "No, it's not her." And by the time they realize it's me, I'm already gone.

The woman let out an expansive laugh that resounded through the house like a spray of broken glass.

Following the herd is fine, until they all run off the side of a cliff together.

In a career playing heroes, I learned a little about the real thing. A hero stands up-for himself, for herself, but most importantly for others.

I definitely have worked trying to create music that inspires girls to feel confident and strong, and feel like they can do anything.

Art is a criticism of society and life, and I believe that if life became perfect, art would be meaningless and cease to exist.

It's not enough to do your best; you must know what to do & then do your best.