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

Art is the reasoned derangement of the senses.

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.

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

The free, creative, loving people who shine so brightly in my memory of studios and coffee shops have become models for a huge section of the population. If they in turn can just stay alive in the face of power and terror, they may become the decisive section.

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.

Man thrives where angels would die of ecstasy and where pigs would die of disgust.