We are all eaters of souls.

The Victorians, they were like the Germans in World War II. They could not stop recording details about their lives and their age.

The life of a poet lies not merely in the finite language-dance of expression but in the nearly infinite combinations of perception and memory combined with the sensitivity to what is perceived and remembered.

The shortest route to courage is absolute ignorance.

The Great Change is when humankind accepts its role as part of the natural order of the universe instead of its role as a cancer

Pain is an interesting and off-putting thing. Few if any things in life concentrate our attention so completely and terribly, and few things are more boring to listen to or read about.

No lifetime is long enough for those ... who simply wish to understand themselves and their lives. It is, perhaps, the curse of being human, but also a blessing.