Never will a time come when the most marvelous recent invention is as marvelous as a newborn child.

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

You know being born is important to you. You know nothing else was ever so important to you.

Arithmetic is numbers you squeeze from your head to your hand to your pencil to your paper till you get the answer.

Poetry is a sequence of dots and dashes, spelling depths, crypts, cross-lights, and moon wisps.

I see America, not in the setting sun of a black night of despair ahead of us, I see America in the crimson light of a rising sun fresh from the burning, creative hand of God. I see great days ahead, great days possible to men and women of will and vision.

We live in the time of the colossal upright oblong.