Such a small, pure object a poem could be, made of nothing but air a tiny string of letters, maybe small enough to fit in the palm of your hand. But it could blow everybody's head off.

For me, everything's too much and nothing's enough.

I don't think I look like the pope's favorite Catholic - at least not under close scrutiny.

I always say that a poet loves the world, and the prose writer needs to create an alternative world.

I don't have a copy of my books, and the degree to which I never read them is profound. I never look.

There are women succeeding beyond their wildest dreams because of their sobriety.

I do have a really good memory. I mean, like, I can remember all the phone numbers of everybody on the street I grew up on.