Two attributes of a poet, avidity of the eye and the desire to describe that which he sees.

A man should not love the moon. An ax should not lose weight in his hand. His garden should smell of rotting apples, And grow a fair amount of nettles.

The child who dwells inside us trusts that there are wise men somewhere who know the truth.

Poetry is a dividend from what you know and what you are.

I have no wisdom, no skills, and no faith but I received strength, it tears the world apart. I shall break, a heavy wave, against its shores and a young wave will cover my trace.

Every poet depends upon generations who wrote in his native tongue; he inherits styles and forms elaborated by those who lived before him. At the same time, though, he feels that those old means of expression are not adequate to his own experience.

When a writer is born into a family, the family is finished.