Is it perhaps the one necessity of love, that it be needed? And the one great human tragedy that it so rarely is?

I’m only able to write poetry, for the most part, when I have a Muse, a woman who focuses the world for me.

Family life! The United Nations is child's play compared to the tugs and splits and need to understand and forgive in any family.

It is always hard to hear the buried truth from another person.

Deep down there was understanding, not of the facts of our lives so much as of our essential natures.

The only way through pain…is to absorb, probe, understand exactly what it is and what it means. To close the door on pain is to miss the chance for growth.

It is possible, I suppose, that we are returning to a Dark Age. What is frightening is that violence is not only represented by nations, but everywhere walks among us freely.