A phrase may come to me as I am walking, and, once I write it down in my journal, the rest of the poem will unravel from that catalyst.

One cannot balance tragedy in the scales Unless one weighs it with the tragic heart.

Books are not men and yet they are alive. They are man's memory and his aspiration, the link between his present and his past, the tools he builds with.

Whatever poetry that was in me was coming out in the form of constructing art books!

A phrase may come to me as I am walking, and, once I write it down in my journal, the rest of the poem will unravel from that catalyst.

You can take off your hats now, gentlemen, and I think perhaps you'd better.

If two New Hampshiremen aren't a match for the devil, we might as well give the country back to the Indians.