By working faithfully eight hours a day you may eventually get to be boss and work twelve hours a day.

I could define poetry this way: it is that which is lost out of both prose and verse in translation.

If the day ever comes when they know who They are, they may know better where they are.

Half the world is composed of people who have something to say and can't, and the other half who have nothing to say and keep on saying it.

We can make a little order where we are, and then the big sweep of history on which we can have no effect doesn't overwhelm us. We do it with colors, with a garden, with the furnishings of a room, or with sounds and words. We make a little form, and we gain composure.

I would not come in. I meant not even if asked, And I hadn't been.

Any work of art must first of all tell a story.