Thus drivers inching southward will see the phalanx of birds heading west as one spontaneous gesture.

The ghosts swarm. They speak as one person. Each has left something undone.

Poetry wants to make things mean more than they mean, says someone, as if we knew how much things meant, and in what unit of measure.

Metaphor is ritual sacrifice. It kills the look-alike. No, metaphor is homeopathy.

But here I hold your dream in my poem.

Curled up in bed, I’m young in the old way.

We are all full of discourses that we only half understand and half mean.

The crowd is made of little gods, and there is still no heaven.

The fear that all this will end. The fear that it won't.

We sleep together in the dark but confuse light with love.

clarity need not be equivalent to / readability. How readable is the world?

For some must watch, while some must sleep So runs the world away

You can´t learn leadership from books. You learn it by following.

Ten lands are sooner known than one man.

Of the three prerequisites of genius; the first is soul; the second is soul; and the third is soul.

I had a very close relationship with another kid when I was growing up. I was his imaginary friend.

What made Nelson Mandela great was precisely what made him human. We saw in him what we seek in ourselves.

For want of a block, man will stumble at a straw.

I am myself: a light. In me you find your fate. So be not blind to the truth shining from my glow.

You may talk about Sweden, you may talk about Rome, but Rockville Center's Floyd Patterson's home. A lot of people said that Floyd couldn't fight, but you should have seen him on the comeback night.

Look after your people.