When the newspapers have got nothing else to talk about, they cut loose on the young. The young are always news. If they are up to something, that's news. If they aren't, that's news too.

Bohemia is a commune in which the Revolution is over and everyone is a member of the aristocracy

You don't become a saint until you lead a good life whether in Tibet or Italy or America.

Erotic love is one of the highest forms of contemplation.

As Aristotle said, you have to be an aristocrat or a reactionary to write a good proletarian poem.

A white crowned night sparrow sings as the moon sets. Thunder growls far off. Our campfire is a single light. Amongst a hundred peaks and waterfalls. The manifold voices of falling water Take all night. Wrapped in your down bag Starlight on you cheeks and eyelids Your breath comes and goes In a tiny cloud in the frosty night. Ten thousand birds sing in the sunrise. Ten thousand years revolve without change. All this will never be again.

It takes great labor to uncover the convincing simple speech of the heart. Poetic candor comes with hard labor, so even does impetuosity and impudence.