Everybody has to have their little tooth of power. Everybody wants to be able to bite.

A dog can never tell you what she knows from the smells of the world, but you know, watching her, that you know almost nothing.

I worked probably 25 years by myself, just writing and working, not trying to publish much, not giving readings.

You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves.

Sing, if you can sing, and it not still be musical inside yourself.

The three ingredients of poetry: the mystery of the universe, spiritual curiosity, the energy of language.

I know I can walk through the world, along the shore or under the trees, with my mind filled with things of little importance, in full self-attendance. A condition I can't really call being alive.