Time is the coin of your life. You spend it. Do not allow others to spend it for you.

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 stayed away from mathematics not so much because I knew it would be hard work as because of the amount of time I knew it would take, hours spent in a field where I was not a natural.

My first stringed instrument was a cigar box banjo where I cut and turned the pegs and strung the wires myself.

Poetry is a packsack of invisible keepsakes.

Poetry is a diary kept by a sea creature who lives on land and wishes he could fly.

Poetry is the journal of a sea animal living on land, wanting to fly in the air.