Standing on a street corner waiting for no one is power.

It is a great feeling to know that from a window I can go to books to cans of beer to past loves. And from these gather enough dream to sneak out a back door.

If you believe you're a poet, then you're saved.

Ah, if I were dictator I'd have poets throwing bombs!

I remember the people I knew in prison; I was very fortunate to know them - they came from 1910, 1920, 1930.

I moved up over Lower East Side and I was adopted by eight foster parents; I lived all over New York City with these parents, man, till I was about ten years old.

If you have a choice of two things and can't decide, take both.