I believe that while art is always beyond morality, it is never above it.

Opinion is the death of knowledge.

Hope is a dream deferred.

Writing poetry is like always being in love. What masochism! What luxury!

Greed stains our culture, soaks our sensibilities and has replaced grace as a sign of our intimacy with the divine.

I'm accused of cleverness as if it were a sin. She is merely clever, they say.

One parody is worth a thousand polemics.