We live in wonder, blaze in a cycle of passion and apprehension.

You cannot meet someone for a moment, or even cast eyes on someone in the street, without changing. That is my subject.

You write for the people in high school who ignored you. We all do.

Our masks, always in peril of smearing or cracking, in need of continuous check in the mirror or silverware, keep us in thrall to ourselves, concerned with our surfaces.

He said, "You have pigs in this poem; pigs are not poetic." I got up and walked out of that class and never went back.

Poets are interested mostly in death and commas.

What is so marvelous about living today is that it is possible to extend, like a flower, spreading petals in all directions.

A poet, to whom no one cruel or imposing listens, Disdained by senates, whispers to your dust.

Poets are interested primarily in death and commas.

Environmental concerns and feminism are locked together. Generally, women have closer connections to the organic nature of our lives.

Where are we going?" I asked. "The main road leads to all of the major kingdoms.""Not all of them, " said Amar.

If you watch how nature deals with adversity, continually renewing itself, you can't help but learn.

Americans tend not to distinguish between political rhetoric and real intentions, which can lead to great misunderstanding.

I don't care about wealth. What seems to be upsetting is institutionalizing the advantages that wealth gives you.

She's sensitive, too. Takes to hurt the way water takes to paper.

I am always learning.

I don’t need the money. I don’t care if I make a dime on this. Let me make a good record.

My communism attempts basically to create a shared society, that's all; a shared society in which individuality will flourish, along with love, and along with mutual respect.

Honor is an old-world thing; but it smells sweet to those in whose hand it is strong.

God preserve us! If men knew what is done in secret, no one would be free from the interference of others.