Often I look back and see that I had been many kinds of a fool-and that I had been happy in being this or that kind of fool.

Poetry is a search for syllables to shoot at the barriers of the unknown and the unknowable.

For we know when a nation goes down and never comes back, when a society or a civilization perishes, one condition may always be found. They forgot where they came from. They lost sight of what brought them along.

There have been as many varieties of socialists as there are wild birds that fly in the woods and sometimes go up and on through the clouds.

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

I doubt if you can have a truly wild party without liquor.

Poetry is a mock of a cry at finding a million dollars and a mock of a laugh at losing it.