Poetry reveals that there is no empty space.

Love sometimes wants to do us a great favor: hold us upside down and shake all the nonsense out.

I know you have a hundred complex cases against God in court, but never mind, let's just get out of this mess.

On the neck of a young man sparkles no gem so gracious as enterprise.

I do not feel like writing verses; but as I light my perfume burner with myrrh and jasmine incense, they suddenly burgeon from my heart, like flowers in a garden.

The great religions are the ships, Poets the life boats. Every sane person I know has jumped overboard.

Do not surrender your grief so quickly Let it cut more deeply Let it ferment and season you As few human or divine ingredients can Something is missing in my heart tonight That has made my eyes so soft And my voice so tender And my need of God so absolutely clear.