What can the dove of Jesus give You now but wisdom, exile? Stand and live, The dove has brought an olive branch to eat.

If youth is a defect, it is one we outgrow too soon.

In the end, there is no end.

We feel the machine slipping from our hands As if someone else were steering; If we see light at the end of the tunnel, It's the light of the oncoming train.

The world is absolutely out of control now and is not going to be saved by any reason or unreason.

Poetry is not the record of an event: it is an event.

Their monument sticks like a fishbone in the city's throat.

It is night, And it is vanity, and age Blackens the heart of Adam. Fear, The yellow chirper, beaks its cage.

History has to live with what was here, clutching and close to fumbling all we had - it is so dull and gruesome how we die, unlike writing, life never finishes.

Most poetry is very formal, but when a modern poet is formal he gets more attention for it than old poets did.

I was overcome with an attack of pathological enthusiasm.

The more I study religions the more I am convinced that man never worshiped anything but himself.

Believe in thyself.It is a great gift for thyself.

The present was perfect and I wasgoing to stay in it for as long as possible.

I'm not one of those people who thinks they simply deserve success. I have the drive to work.

Pain is part of the body's magic. It is the way the body transmits a sign to the brain that something is wrong.

Service is the ultimate edge. Keep it sharp.

My trigger finger itching, positioned at your dome, one twitch and it's on. No remorse or second thoughts.

To feel ambition and to act upon it is to embrace the unique calling of our souls.

Jesus's miracles are not just a challenge to our minds, but a promise to our hearts, that the world we all want is coming.

From my example learn to be just, and not to despise the gods.