Here is something we can all count on. Sooner or later our tribe always comes to ask us to agree to murder.

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

Poetry is an orphan of silence. The words never quite equal the experience behind them.

We name one thing and then another. That’s how time enters poetry. Space, on the other hand, comes into being through the attention we pay to each word. The more intense our attention, the more space, and there’s a lot of space inside words.

Only poetry can measure the distance between ourselves and the Other.

The stars know everything, So we try to read their minds. As distant as they are, We choose to whisper in their presence.

The world is beautiful but not sayable. That's why we need art.