Poetry is any page from a sketchbook of outlines of a doorknob with thumb-prints of dust, blood, dreams.

A tough will counts. So does desire.So does a rich soft wanting.Without rich wanting nothing arrives.

Anger is the most impotent of passions. It effects nothing it goes about, and hurts the one who is possessed by it more than the one against whom it is directed.

There is a music for lonely hearts nearly always. If the music dies down there is a silence. Almost the same as the movement of music. To know silence perfectly is to know music.

The shovel is the brother to the gun.

The dead hold in their hands only what they have given away.

What of the Wright boys in Dayton? Just around the corner they had a shop and did a bicycle business-and they wanted to fly for the sake of flying. They were Man the Seeker, Man on a Quest. Money was their last thought, their final absent-minded idea. They threw out a lot of old mistaken measurements and figured new ones that stood up when they took off and held the air and steered a course. They proved that "the faster you go the less power you need."