There's a fierce practicality and empiricism which the whole imaginative, lyrical aspect of poetry comes from.

The greatest tragedy is to live out someone else's life thinking it was your own.

We withdraw not to disappear, but to find another ground from which to see; a solid ground from which to step, and from which to speak again, in a different way, a clear, rested, embodied voice we begin to remember again as our own.

Your great mistake is to act the drama as if you were alone.

To seek out beauty in our work is to make a pilgrimage of our labors, to understand that the consummation of work lies not only in what we have done, but who we have become while accomplishing the task.

The fear of loss, in one form or another, is the motivator behind all conscious and unconscious dishonesties.

It might be liberating to think of human life as informed by losses and disappearances as much as by gifted appearances, allowing a more present participation and witness to the difficulty of living.