Poetry and slave trading cannot be bedfellows. That's where I stand.
When there is a big tree small ones climb on its back to reach the sun.
I'm amazed when I think about students today. They know from day one what they are going to be. We didn't. We just coasted. We just knew that things would work out.
When an old man dies, a library burns to the ground.
You might as well say that the woman lies on top of the man when they are making the babies.
Oh, the most important thing about myself is that my life has been full of changes. Therefore, when I observe the world, I don't expect to see it just like I was seeing the fellow who lives in the next room.