Poetry is a fresh morning spider-web telling a story of moonlit hours of weaving and waiting during a night.

Poetry is a tracing of the trajectories of a finite sound to the infinite points of its echoes.

Not often in the story of mankind does a man arrive on earth who is both steel and velvet, who is as hard as rock and soft as drifting fog, who holds in his heart and mind the paradox of terrible storm and peace unspeakable and perfect.

My name is Truth and I am the most elusive captive in the universe.

To those who had ordered them to death, one of them said: “We die because the people are asleep and you will die because the people will awaken.”

I was up day and night with Lincoln for years. I couldn't have picked a better companion.

a women is like a tea bag.it's only when she is in hot water that you realize how strong she is.