In the great cities, winter glitters with art and feasting. But poetry, the country cousin, sees only the dearth of the fields.

Realism: the wealth of detail guarantees the truth of the tale.

The madness of love can always be suspended--to cook dinner or catch a plane, for instance.

I know God exits, but I don't know where.

Antagonistic cooperation is the principle of all markets and many marriages.

We take refuge in illness and then are trapped there.

The aftermath of joy is not usually more joy.