The undulent landscape looks serene in every direction. Honey-colored farmhouses, gently placed in hollows, rise like thick loaves of bread set out to cool.

I would like The Discovery of Poetry to be a field guide to the natural pleasures of language - a happiness we were born to have.

Never lose your childish enthusiasm and things will come your way.

Indecision is a virus that can run through an army and destroy its will to win or even to survive.

Life offers you a thousand chances... all you have to do is take one.

Like fanning through a deck of cards, my mind flashes on the thousand chances, trivial to profound, that converged to re-create this place. Any arbitrary turning along the way and I would be elsewhere; I would be different. Where did the expression "a place in the sun" first come from? My rational thought process cling always to the idea of free will, random event; my blood, however, streams easily along a current of fate.

Memory is, of course, a trickster.