There are dreams stronger than death. Men and women die holding these dreams.

Time is the coin of life. Only you can determine how it will be spent.

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

Be careful with your words, once they are said, they can only be forgiven, not forgotten.

Poetry is a shuffling of boxes of illusions buckled with a strap of facts.

We had two grand antique professors who had been teaching at Lombard since before I was born.

Sometime they'll give a war and nobody will come.