Breathe-in experience, breathe-out poetry.

The world is made up of Stories, not Atoms.

I remember mother saying : Inventors are like poets, a trashy lot

A world is to be fought for, sung, and built: Love must imagine the world.

I am working out the vocabulary of my silence.

Poetry is, above all, an approach to the truth of feeling.

Dreams are the sources of action, the meeting and the end, a resting place among the flight of things.