Poems, like dreams, are a sort of royal road to the unconscious. They tell you what your secret self cannot express.

We were not human beings going through spiritual experiences; we were spiritual beings going through human experiences, in order to grow.

Love is love, but marriage is an investment.

Great loves have legs and wings. They are substantial. They do not dissapate so easily... Great loves have staying power. Or so I told myself.

It takes a spasm of love to write a poem.

Denounce useless guilt. Don’t make a cult of suffering. Live in the now(or at least the soon). Always do the things you fear most. Courage is an acquired taste like caviar. Trust all joy. If the evil eye fixes you in its gaze, look elsewhere. Get ready to be 87.

Every time we hit an air pocket and the plane dropped about five hundred feet (leaving my stomach in my mouth) I vowed to give up sex, bacon, and air travel if I ever made it back to terra firma in one piece.