The thing that is believed is a reality.

Americans are not brought up with meter. They're not brought up with poetry. If you try to get them to recite, they're too embarrassed.

If you know what you are going to write when you're writing a poem, it's going to be average.

Summer for prose and lemons, for nakedness and languor.

I look in the mirror. There's me. What's in the mirror is not real. So am I unreal?

I read; I travel; I become

I too saw the wooden horse blocking the stars.