The Earth forgives the previous year every year.

The market doesn't make communities. Markets make networks of self-interested individuals, and they work as long as there's more than enough to go around.

Not to make too much of a claim for poetry, but this is a question that goes to the moral heart of the business of any art: How do you see the world, and what right do you have to see the world in the way that you do?

The first book that really knocked me out was the 'Brothers Karamazov.' I read it when I was a senior in high school.

Nostalgia locates desire in the past where it suffers no active conflict and can be yearned toward pleasantly.

Longing, we say, because desire is full of endless distances.

Imagination runs through the places where we live like water. We need both things-a living knowledge of the land and a live imagination of it and our place in it- if we are going to preserve it.