I write poems to find out why I write them

He thinks of that ocean house and wishes he were back in his former life or that one could take one moment and remain inside it like an egg inside its shell, instead of constantly being hurried into the future by good luck or bad.

Actions have consequences. Ignorance about the nature of those actions does not free a person from responsibility for the consequences. (28)

It was as if pain were a room he had entered and the door had been locked behind him.

I had not read George Eliot, so read a few. I felt ashamed I hadn't read "Middlemarch" before.

I can't believe there is a poet who hasn't eagerly put down a word one day, only to erase it the next day deciding it was sheer lunacy. It's part of the process of selection.

Love doesn't need a reason. Hate needs a reason.