People just weren't interesting. Maybe they weren't supposed to be. But animals, birds, even insects were. I couldn't understand it.

the best often die by their own hand just to get away, and those left behind can never quite understand why anybody would ever want to get away from them

I am aware that a computer can’t create a poem, but neither can a typewriter.

I walked around the block twice, passed 200 people and failed to see a human being.

but as God said, crossing his legs, I see where I have made plenty of poets but not so very much poetry.

The courage it took to get out of bed each morning to face the same things over and over was enormous.

It’s so easy to be easy—if you let it.