If one's fated to be born in Caesar's Empire, let him live aloof, provincial, by the seashore.

An object, after all, is what makes infinity private.

By failing to read or listen to poets, society dooms itself to inferior modes of articulation, those of the politician, the salesman, or the charlatan. In other words, it forfeits its own evolutionary potential. For what distinguishes us from the rest of the animal kingdom is precisely the gift of speech. Poetry is not a form of entertainment and in a certain sense not even a form of art, but it is our anthropological, genetic goal. Our evolutionary, linguistic beacon.

For boredom speaks the language of time, and it is to teach you the most valuable lesson of your life - the lesson of your utter insignificance.

No matter under what circumstances you leave it, home does not cease to be home. No matter how you lived there - well or poorly.

In the end, like the Almighty Himself, we make everything in our image, for want of a more reliable model; our artifacts tell more about ourselves than our confessions.

The poetic notion of infinity is far greater than that which is sponsored by any creed.