all my life i have lived and behaved very much like the sandpiper just running down the edges of different countries and continents, looking for something.

Being a poet is one of the unhealthier jobs--no regular hours, so many temptations!

All my life I have lived and behaved very much like the sandpiper - just running down the edges of different countries and continents, 'looking for something'.

The art of losing isn't hard to master; so many things seem filled with the intent to be lost that their loss is no disaster.

If after I read a poem the world looks like that poem for 24 hours or so I'm sure it's a good one—and the same goes for paintings.

What one seems to want in art, in experiencing it, is the same thing that is necessary for its creation, a self-forgetful, perfectly useless concentration.

I am overcome by my own amazing sloth...Can you please forgive me and believe that it is really because I want to do something well that I don't do it at all?

Sometimes it seemsas though only intelligent people are stupid enough to fall in love & only stupid people are intelligent enough to let themselves be loved.

All the untidyactivity continues, awful but cheerful.

Democracy in the contemporary world demands, among other things, an educated and informed people.

Oh, must we dream our dreams and have them, too?

Need someone to talk to? I could tug my ear right now.

No exceptions to exceptions!

Television gives us the gift to see ourselves as we'd like to be seen.

Messi is the real deal when it comes to Number 10s. He represents a type of football that transcends borders.

There are a great many things about architecture that are hidden from the untrained eye.

The intense happiness of our union is derived in a high degree from the perfect freedom with which we each follow and declare our own impressions.

We goaltenders tend to be very proud bastards.

Do what you dream of doing and never lose sight of that

I find happiness comes from numerous sources in my life. Most often, the happy moments I cherish most are quiet moments with my wife and family back home in Nova Scotia.

Decoration Day is the most beautiful of our national holidays.... The grim cannon have turned into palm branches, and the shell and shrapnel into peach blossoms.