The heart the heart the heart how it thrives on hate.

In my garden the winds have beaten the ripe lilies; in my garden, the salt has wilted the first flakes of young narcissus.

We are voyagers, discoverers of the not-known, the unrecorded; we have no map; possibly we will reach haven, heaven.

I will be free, no lover's kiss to bind me to earth, no bliss of love to counteract actual bliss.

Dance until the earth dance.

She did not look at the daffodils. They didn't mean anything. She looked at the daffodils. She said, 'Thank you for the daffodils.

One flower may slay the winter and meet death.

You are wind in a stark tree, you are the stark tree unbent, you are a strung bow, you are an arrow.

I could not accept from wisdom what love taught, woman is perfect.

Ah love is bitter and sweet, but which is more sweet the bitterness or the sweetness, none has spoken it.

No poetic phantasy but a biological reality, a fact: I am an entity like bird, insect, plant or sea-plant cell; I live; I am alive.

The fulfilling life, the distinctive life, the relevant life is an achievement. To do whatever you do for no reason other than you love it and believe in its importance.

Like Petrach's, my books know infinitely more than I do, and I'm grateful that they even tolerate my presence. At times I feel that I abuse the privilege.

Four steps to achievement: plan purposefully prepare prayerfully proceed positively pursue persistently.

I'm icy, I'm icy. So icy, so icy.

I count absolutely no chickens before they're hatched. In fact, I assume they're all dead in their shells, inside their eggs.

I try to simulate the most difficult conditions the players will encounter during competition.

I have always had an interest in performers who play against the most obvious of expectations and are able to find something secret, something withheld, and some level of restraint.

The person who follows the pursuit of reason unflinchingly toward its end will be atheistic or, at best, agnostic.

On historical you take the known facts, dramatize them, and then stitch them together by invention. It's a projective thing.

I don't blame the players today for the money. I blame the owners. They started it. They wanna give it to 'em? More power to 'em.