The poem is at last between two persons instead of two pages. In all modesty, I confess that it may be the death of literature as we know it.

O my enormous piano, you are not like being outdoors

oh god it’s wonderful to get out of bed and drink too much coffee and smoke too many cigarettes and love you so much

I am the least difficult of men. All I want is boundless love.

Now I am quietly waiting for the catastrophe of my personality to seem beautiful again, and interesting, and modern.

the only truth is face to face, the poem whose words become your mouth and dying in black and white we fight for what we love, not are

Grace / to be born and live as variously as possible

And always embrace things, people earth sky stars, as I do, freely and with the appropriate sense of space.

Oh! kangaroos, sequins, chocolate sodas! / You really are beautiful! Pearls, / harmonicas, jujubes, aspirins!

I don't think I want to win anything I think I want to die unadorned.

And don't worry about your lineage poetic or natural.

Once you start asking questions innocence is gone.

Whatever coast he's on, a man should be himself. I don't write in any particular idiom, I write Charles Mingus.

Liberty exists in proportion to wholesome restraint; the more restraint on others to keep off from us, the more liberty we have.

Do you think 'Duke' is a good name?' she asked. His face blanked for a second before it cleared. He glanced at the dog in consideration. 'I don't think so. He would outrank me.

What every college must do is hold up before the young the spectacle of greatness.

Members are more likely to seek counsel from leaders from whom they feel sincere love emanating.

As marvelous as the stars is the mind of the person who studies them.

Shape your coat according to your cloth.

I believe cellulosic fuels, biofuels made from nonfood crops are the only solution that will make a difference.

King old ladies assure us that cats are often the best judges of character. A cat will always to to a good man, they say.