When I moved to New York, the reputation just followed me, and I am regularly invited to play in home games, by writers in particular, though finance folk also invite me on occasion.

Poetry is God's work.

The ghosts of Rilke and Wordsworth--along with the 300+ MFA programs, which now seem to employ all Living Poets--have misled the American public egregiously into thinking that poets are morally pure and/or useless.

It should be everyone's right in a capitalist system to have some way to take advantage of compound interest.

I do not play the instrument In longing but in quest Not to be undertaken Not to be lost In a forest of bliss.

I remember when I was writing my memoir and I was worried about what other people would think when they read it, and my mother, who can be this incredibly wise person, said that it really didn't matter because strangers who read it would never meet me anyway, and people I knew were aware of my secrets.

There is, in the heart, the hard-rendering profit. As if we were plucking the leaves from the trees.