What on earth can you do on this earth but catch at whatever comes near you, with both your fingers, until your fingers are broken?
We've had this date with each other from the beginning.
The world is a funny paper read backwards. And that way it isn't so funny.
The human animal is a beast that dies but the fact that he’s dying don’t give him pity for others.
Luck is believing you're lucky.
I’m a poet. And then I put the poetry in the drama. I put it in short stories, and I put it in the plays. Poetry’s poetry. It doesn’t have to be called a poem, you know.