The poet is one who is able to keep the fresh vision of the child alive.

I told her, "We have both lost ourselves, but sometimes we reveal the most when we are least like ourselves. I am not trying to think any more. I can't think when I am with you. You are like me, wishing for a perfect moment, but nothing too long imagined can be perfect in a worldly way. Neither one of us can say just the right thing. We are overwhelmed. Let us be overwhelmed. It is so lovely, so lovely. I love you June.

Dreams are necessary to life.

it was while helping others to be free that I gained my own freedom.

If you can't create, you destroy.

I sleep with my feet on moss carpets, my branches in the cotton of the clouds.

They courted the face on the screen, the face of translucence, the face of wax on which men found it possible to imprint the image of their fantasy.