We have seen the best minds of our generation destroyed by boredom at poetry readings.

There is an ecstatic mechanism in birds that makes them fly upwards in spite of worms.

We have to raise the consciousness; the only way poets can change the world is to raise the consciousness of the general populace.

The state of the world calls out for poetry to save it.

A lot of manuscripts that come in, you wonder by what outrageous fantasy the author believes that this should be pressed into print.

I once started out to walk around the world but ended up in Brooklyn, that Bridge was too much for me.

If you're too open-minded; your brains will fall out.