Very odd, old age. Always knew it would happen, if I was lucky. I just didn't expect it so soon.
Poetry contains almost all you need to know about life.
Time, for a man who has never truly felt a second of it, it not a great sacrifice
We do have choice, but not without some agony.
My mother insured that a life of petty facts and dutiful farming was kept at bay by her passionate intensity, which nurtured the essential dreaminess of his nature
The passion that transforms life, and art, did not seem to be mine.