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

Pile the bodies high at Austerlitz and Waterloo. Shovel them under and let me work- I am the grass; I cover all. And pile them high at Gettysburg. And pile them high at Ypres and Verdun. Shovel them under and let me work. Two years, ten years,and passengers ask the conductor- What place is this? Where are we now? I am the grass. Let me work.

Poetry is the cipher key to the five mystic wishes packed in a hollow silver bullet fed to a flying fish.

There are men and women so lonely they believe God, too, is lonely.

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.

Look out how you use proud words. When you let proud words go, it is not easy to call them back. They wear long boots, hard boots; they walk off proud; they can't hear you calling. Look out how you use proud words.

I've written some poetry I don't understand myself.