I've seen batting all over the world. And in other countries too

I remember when I was a little boy my father didn't love me; he couldn't. He loved my older brother but he couldn't love me somehow, at least not in a way I could understand it.

Feelings are like a color chart that God has given us.

I grew up and I became very successful at what I did as a young man. I became a work addict because this was the only way I could get any relief from this pain.

The writing of poetry is a chancy business, it's currency solitude and loss, its tools coffee and too much wine, its hours midnight, dawn, and dusk, and unlike other trade the hours asleep are not time off.

Intimacy, as I am using it, is sharing my reality with you.

I wrote a book called The Taste of New Wine because I couldn't find a book that talked about the reality of the situation and how we were dishonest and afraid.