By the time I make my way to the border of Mauritania, to the edge of the Sahara, I see no end to being lost. You can spend your entire life simply falling in that direction. It isn't a station you reach but just the general state of going down. Once you make it back, if you make it back, you will stand before your long-lost friends but in some essential way they will no longer know you.

Certain stories we carry with us, events in our life, they define who we are. It's not a matter of getting over anything; we have to make the best of it.

I can weep pretty easily. I can get tears in my eyes from a beautiful work of art.

Trinity Park lies directly across from the library, Trinity Church rising like a midieval thought amidst the glass and steel towers.

Everything we do, I'd imagine, influences everything we will do.

Change is one of the only constants in Buddhism; as meditation became the way I breathed in the days, this became apparent.

The attention one gets from being a poet isnt great.