We have to believe that every person counts, counts as a creative force that can move mountains.

We are able to laugh when we achieve detachment, if only for a moment.

There were moments ... when it seemed that all one could be asked was just to keep the ashtrays clean, the bed made, the wastebaskets emptied, as if one never got to the real things because of the constant exhausting battle to keep ordinary life from falling apart.

The body is a universe in itself and must be held as sacred as anything in creation....It is dangerous to forget the body as sacramental.

For poetry is, I believe, always an act of the spirit. The poem teaches us something while we make it. The poem makes you as you make the poem, and your making of the poem requires all your capacities of thought, feeling, analysis, and synthesis.

When addressed, a Gentleman Cat does not move a muscle. He looks as if he hasn't heard.

I see a certain order in the universe and math is one way of making it visible.