An alcoholic is someone you don't like who drinks as much as you do.

Washington isn't a city, it's an abstraction.

Cold beer is bottled God.

The best craftsmanship always leaves holes and gaps... so that something that is not in the poem can creep, crawl, flash or thunder in.

Dark is a way and light is a place, Heaven that never was Nor will be ever is always true "Poem on His Birthday

I do not need any friends. I prefer enemies. They are better company and their feelings towards you are always genuine.

My education was the liberty I had to read indiscriminately and all the time, with my eyes hanging out.