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.
I feel capitol punishment is dooming U.S.A.
The fall of man stands a lie before Beethoven, a truth before Hitler.
I remember the people I knew in prison; I was very fortunate to know them - they came from 1910, 1920, 1930.
Ah, if I were dictator I'd have poets throwing bombs!