I can remember sitting in a cabin outside of Denver writing that with a can of soup on the stove.

Think about the fool who by his virtue can be found in a most unusual situation playing jester to the clown.

I had lots of friends who were fighting in Vietnam and I am still friends with veterans of the war.

Words are for explaining the mistakes we might have made, names are for calling when there is nothing left to say.

See the judge upon the bench who tries the case as best he can, see the wise and wicked ones who feed upon life's sacred fire, see the soldier with his gun who must be dead to be admired.

When love is true there is no truer occupation.

She been looking like a queen in a sailor's dream.