Lava bread makes you passionate.

Making is always a slightly hopeful thing because once you've made something, it'll - the world will be different.

Desire doubled is love and love doubled is madness.

Blessed be they whose lives do not taste of evilbut if some god shakes your houseruin arrivesruin does not leaveit comes tolling over the generationsit comes rolling the black night salt up from the ocean floorand all your thrashed coasts groan

He came after Homer and before Gertrude Stein, a difficult interval for a poet.

They were two superior eels at the bottom of the tank and they recognized each other like italics.

[Short Talk on Sylvia Plath] Did you see her mother on television? She said plain, burned things. She said I thought it an excellent poem but it hurt me. She did not say jungle fear. She did not say jungle hatred wild jungle weeping chop it back chop it. She said self-government she said end of the road. She did not say humming in the middle of the air what you came for chop.