If the sky falls they shall have clouds for supper.
Insomnia is an all-night travel agency with posters advertising faraway places.
Poems are other people's snapshots in which we see our own lives.
There are people who live inside their heads and their intellects. It's something one is born with and stuck with. It's not something you make a decision about.
Poetry is an orphan of silence. The words never quite equal the experience behind them.
I was already dozing off in the shade, dreaming that the rustling trees were my many selves explaining themselves all at the same time so that I could not make out a single word. My life was a beautiful mystery on the verge of understanding, always on the verge! Think of it!