Inside the peach, there is a stone.

Science is not something that exists apart from human beings. It's one of the things we do as human beings, and we always have done science and technology in some form.

You can't keep a cool head when you're drowning in love. You just trash around a lot and scream, and wear yourself out.

He's lost something, some illusion I used to think was necessary to him. He's come to realize he too is human. Or is this a performance, for my benefit, to show me he's up-to-date? Maybe men shouldn't have been told about their own humanity. It's only made them uncomfortable. It's only made them trickier, slier, more evasive, harder to read.

I don't think of poetry as a 'rational' activity but as an aural one. My poems usually begin with words or phrases which appeal more because of their sound than their meaning, and the movement and phrasing of a poem are very important to me.

All writers must go from now to once a upon a time; all must go from here to there; all must descend to where the stories are kept; all must take care not to be captured and held immobile by the past.

We shouldn't have been so scornful; we should have had compassion. But compassion takes work, and we were young.