I don't have a television set up [in the mountains], of course, but I find I don't miss it at all, or the newspaper. I've sneaked a radio into by cabin, but I find I turn it on very rarely.

Stunned and still not suffering. Swollen with care and anxiety and still not suffering. Useless, old and full of grief, but still not suffering.

When you're not feeling holy, your loneliness says that you've sinned.

As a young man, Yeats spoke to me in a way I could understand. Shakespeare I couldn't understand, but Yeats I could. It was his subject matter and also I really admired the way he put his personal life on the line.

And clenching your fist for the ones like us Who are oppressed by the figures of beauty.

I greet you from the other side of sorrow and despair, with a love so vast and shattered it will reach you everywhere.

I’ve seen the nations rise and fall. I’ve heard their stories, heard them all, but love’s the only engine of survival.