...if you always move in certainty, your writing will be flat - creativity is a rugged terrain...

...some nights I'd sneak out and listen to the radio in my Dad's old Chevy - children need solitude - they don't teach that in school...

...the wet brush of snowflakes was like your kisses everywhere ...

...no good writing flows from a polluted well - you can write about monsters, but you can't be one...

...I don't just wish you rain, Beloved - I wish you the beauty of storms...

...true love is an irrevocable act - you can only give your heart away once - after that, you give as much as you have left ...

...wherever there is society, there is authority and the temptation to disobedience because our individual wills refuse to submit...

...you think so logically...like a hawk soaring - I feel so chaotically...like a kite without a tail plummeting to earth...

...you fantasize about me reading my poems to you - it doesn't work that way - I write down everything later - living is not an after-thought...

...is worship too strong a word? yes, I worship you - to worship is to give worth to something – isn’t that what love is all about?...

...art is weaker than life - in the end I have a bag of letters to scrabble into order - rune tiles to cast my fate...

The Way to do is to be.

Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature nor do the children of men as a whole experience it.

When lust combines with love, feelings like dissatisfaction, lack of trust, lack of understanding, jealousy and possessiveness are produced

Running is about finding your inner peace, and so is a life well lived.

To write a good love letter you ought to begin without knowing what you mean to say and to finish without knowing what you have written.

Kiss me like you want to be loved.

Fun can be a great motivator.

Poetry is like air. It's one of the necessary things. Everyone benefits from poetry. And as you know, poetry is international. There are only two things that are truly international, poetry and wine.

There's always one shot that I can rely on when I'm not hitting the ball that well, is my serve.

Tennis, imprisoned within fixed boundaries, a patch of an acre, a green rectangle, tries the human soul. A tennis court is like a coffin, only larger.