I longed to know the world's name.

If you are an idealist, it does not matter what you do or what goes on around you because it isn't real anyway.

The poet is in the end probably more afraid of the dogmatist who wants to extract the message from the poem and throw the poem away than he is of the sentimentalist who says, "Oh, just let me enjoy the poem."

I longed to know the world's name.

All I've tried to do (with my writing) is capture the essence of my time.

A young man's ambition - to get along in the world and make a place for himself - half your life goes that way, till you're 45 or 50. Then, if you're lucky, you make terms with life, you get released.

It is human defect — to try to know oneself by the self of another.