To work hard, to live hard, to die hard, and then go to hell after all would be too damned hard.

It is necessary now and then for a man to go away by himself and experience loneliness; to sit on a rock in the forest and to ask of himself, 'Who am I, and where have I been, and where am I going?'...If one is not careful, one allows diversions to take up one's time-the stuff of life

Poetry is a series of explanations of life, fading off into horizons too swift for explanations.

I learned you can't trust the judgment of good friends.

Poetry is a type-font design for an alphabet of fun, hate, love, death.

When I was writing pretty poor poetry, this girl with midnight black hair told me to go on.

The secret of happiness is to admire without desiring.