...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...

...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...

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

...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...

Lest you forget the strong develop and improve the weak get frantic digress and deviate

During the Cold War, we gathered information by listening to the Soviets, taking pictures of the Soviets, and we allowed our human intelligence to decline.

I'm aware that success can overwhelm you. The perception of you can be elevated to such a status that it's not you any more.

The way campaign funds are distributed are all a matter of record.

Knowing things halfway is a greater success than knowing things completely: it takes things to be simpler than they really are andso makes its opinions more easily understandable and persuasive.

When money is free, the rational lender will keep on lending until there is no one else to lend to.

When I invite a woman to dinner, I expect her to look at my face. That's the price she has to pay.

For just when ideas fail, a word comes in to save the situation.

God has made no one absolute.