Poetry expands the senses and keeps them in prime condition. It keeps you aware of your nose, your eye, your ear, your tongue, your hand.

Why live? Life was its own answer. Life was the propagation of more life and the living of as good a life as possible.

Somewhere in him, a shadow turned mournfully over. You had to run with a night like this so the sadness could not hurt

We must move into the universe. Mankind must save itself. We must escape the danger of war and politics. We must become astronauts and go out into the universe and discover the God in ourselves.

I'm being ironic. Don't interrupt a man in the midst of being ironic, it's not polite. There!

You don't pay any attention to anything anyone else says, no opinions. The important thing is to explode with a story, to emotionalize a story, not to think it. You start thinking - the story's going to die on its feet.

Savory...that's a swell word. And Basil and Betel. Capsicum. Curry. All great. But Relish, now, Relish with a capital R. No argument, that' the best.