Like a bird on a wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir, I have tried in my way to be free!!

Friend, when you speak this carefully I know it is because you don't know what to say.

If you don't become the ocean, you'll be seasick every day.

I always thought that poetry is the verdict that others give to a certain kind of writing. So to call yourself a poet is a kind of dangerous description. It's for others; it's for others to use.

So the great affair is over but whoever would have guessed, It would leave us all so vacant and so deeply unimpressed, It's like our visit to the moon or to that other star, I guess you go for nothing if you really want to go that far.

The term clinical depression finds its way into too many conversations these days. One has a sense that a catastrophe has occurred in the psychic landscape.

I've often said if I knew where the good songs came from, I'd go there more often.