Flying alone! Nothing gives such a sense of mastery over time over mechanism, mastery indeed over space, time, and life itself, as this.

Love is proved in the letting go.

We who fly do so for the love of flying. We are alive in the air with this miracle that lies in our hands and beneath our feet.

A poet is not a public figure. A poet should be read and not seen.

A way of using words to say things which could not possibly be said in any other way, things which in a sense do not exist till they are born … in poetry.

Now the peak of summer's past, the sky is overcast And the love we swore would last for an age seems deceit.

We do not write in order to be understood; we write in order to understand.