It's strange that words are so inadequate. Yet, like the asthmatic struggling for breath, so the lover must struggle for words.

Between the desire And the spasm, Between the potency And the existence, Between the essence And the descent, Falls the Shadow.

If you will not have God (and He is a jealous God), you should pay your respects to Hitler or Stalin.

As we grow older, the world becomes stranger, the pattern more complicated of dead and living.

If you aren't in over your head, how do you know how tall you are?

Most of the evil in this world is done by people with good intentions.

I was too slow a mover to be a boxer. It was much easier to be a poet.