Rarely do pens go dry in restaurants.

Many good poets are really essayists who write very short essays.

I’ve always thought of myself as shy.

A bee rose up from a sun-filled paper cup, off to make slum honey from some diet root beer it had found inside.

Sometimes, despite the fact that you're reading through masses of material, you just can't not think about a certain event, for it seems to capture the reality of the entire situation so much better than any set of statistics.

I really practiced hard and got to a certain level of technical proficiency. I overcame some of my limitations. I was a hard-working, dedicated bassoonist, but I have to say I'm not a natural musician.

But spending your life concentrating on death is like watching a whole movie and thinking only about the credits that are going to roll at the end. It’s a mistake of emphasis.