There is a neurologist, a woman over at Harvard who wanted me to come talk to them, and in France I have a lot of readers in the sciences. I can't tell you why.

I'm not rational enough to be a good journalist.

We Americans are trained to think big, talk big, act big, love big, admire bigness but then the essential mystery is in the small.

I do have trouble with titles.

What cannot be said, will get wept.

I got $30 from Nation magazine for a poem and $500 for my first book of poems.

No one else can hold your hand or take this voyage of the soul for you.