... all good things beyond sleep come precisely because we defy gravity while we live.

In the end--when all else is dust--loyalty to those we love is all we can carry with us to the grave. Faith--true faith--was trusting in that love.

You treat violence as an aberration ... when in truth it is the norm. It is the very essence of the human condition.

Words are the light and sound of our existence, the heat lightning by which the night is illuminated.

Belief in one's identity as a poet or writer prior to the acid test of publication is as naive and harmless as the youthful belief in one's immortality... and the inevitable disillusionment is just as painful.

His imagination was always more real than the reality of daily life.

Evolution brings human beings. Human beings, through a long and painful process, bring humanity.