There’s no preparation for poetry.

Poetry: three mismatched shoes at the entrance of a dark alley.

If the sky falls they shall have clouds for supper.

The ambition of much of today's literary theory seems to be to find ways to read literature without imagination.

For Emily Dickinson every philosophical idea was a potential lover. Metaphysics is the realm of eternal seduction of the spirit by ideas.

If I believe in anything, it is in the dark night of the soul. Awe is my religion, and mystery is its church.

I left parts of myself everywhere, The way absent-minded people leave Gloves and umbrellas Whose colors are sad from dispensing so much bad luck