In life, the number of beginnings is exactly equal to the number of endings ... In poetry, the number of beginnings so far exceeds the number of endings that we cannot even conceive of it.

The origins of poetry are clearly rooted in obscurity, in secretiveness, in incantation, in spells that must at once invoke and protect, tell the secret and keep it.

If we knew the value of suffering, we would ask for it.

I am convinced that the first lyric poem was written at night, and that the moon was witness to the event and that the event was witness to the moon. For me, the moon has always been the very embodiment of lyric poetry.

Words have a love for each other, a desire that culminates in poetry.

We are all one question, and the best answer seems to be love—a connection between things.

in the beginning William Shakespeare was a baby, and knew absolutely nothing. He couldn't even speak.