About no subject are poets tempted to lie so much as about their own lives.

We love each other, that’s true whatever it means, but we aren’t good at it; for some it’s a talent, for others only an addiction.

The newspaper journalists like to believe the worst; they can sell more papers that way, as one of them told me himself; for even upstanding and respectable people dearly love to read ill of others.

A rat in a maze is free to go anywhere, as long as it stays inside the maze.

Happiness is a garden walled with glass: there's no way in or out.

But I began then to think of time as having a shape, something you could see, like a series of liquid transparencies, one laid on top of another.

I didn't go to school for a full year until I was 12. In the summer I was a wild child in the woods, with no shoes, and in the fall it was back to the city, shoe shops and school.