I have to finish it in order to know whether it deserves to survive.

From bitter searching of the heart, quickened with passion and with pain we rise to play a greater part this is the faith from which we start.

A song, you know, you've got a tempo. You know,you've got something that is moving swiftly. You can't stop it, you know? Andit's designed to move swiftly from, you know, mouth to mouth, heart to heart,where a poem really speaks to something that has no time and that is - it's acompletely different perception.

I'm neither left or right. I'm just staying home tonight, getting lost in that hopeless little screen.

Coroner's inquest: death by drowning. And he hasn't been to the sea-shore in ten years.

Garages, barns and attics are always older than the buildings to which they are attached.

In streams of light I clearly saw The dust you seldom see, Out of which the Nameless makes A Name for one like me... All busy in the sunlight The flecks did float and dance, And I was tumbled up with them In formless circumstance.