The best presenters have conversations with their audiences.

Every modern male has, lying at the bottom of his psyche, a large, primitive being covered with hair down to his feet. Making contact with this Wild Man is the step the Eighties male or the Nineties male has yet to take. That bucketing-out process has yet to begin in our contemporary culture.

In the sibling society, both the adult and the elder get lost, and no one knows where they are.

Don't go outside your house to see flowers. My friend, don't bother with that excursion. Inside your body there are flowers. One flower has a thousand petals. That will do for a place to sit. Sitting there you will have a glimpse of beauty inside the body and out of it, before gardens and after gardens.

Those of us who make up poems have agreed not to say what the pain is.

Wherever there is water there is someone drowning.

Be careful how quickly you give away your fire.