It was only the vulgarly mediocre that repelled her.

Whatever a person may pray for, that person prays for a miracle. Every prayer comes down to this - Almighty God, grant that two times two not equal four.

What's terrible is that there's nothing terrible, that the very essence of life is petty, uninteresting, and degradingly trite.

I walked in the meadows of green grieving for my life.

That is what poetry can do. It speaks to us of what does not exist, which is not only better than what exists, but even more like the truth.

I agree with no one's opinion. I have some of my own.

Don't force me into saying what I don't want to say, and what I won't say.