The marvelous rebellion of man at all signs reading "Keep Off.
Every blunder behind us is giving a cheer for us, and only for those who were willing to fail are the dangers and splendors of life.
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 the harnessing of the paradox of earth cradling life and then entombing it.
I'm an idealist. I don't know where I'm going, but I'm on my way.
It was here we turned the coffee cups upside down. And your eyes and the moon swept the valley.