There is a land of the living and a land of the dead and the bridge is love, the only survival, the only meaning.

I would love to be the poet laureate of Coney Island.

I think I write in order to discover on my shelf a new book that I would enjoy reading, or to see a new play that would engross me.

Being employed is like being loved: you know that somebody's thinking about you the whole time.

It is only in appearance that time is a river. It is rather a vast landscape and it is the eye of the beholder that moves.

People were always asking for good sound proofs; doubt springs eternal in the human breast, even in countries where the Inquisition can read your very thoughts in your eyes.

Enjoy your ice cream while it's on your plate.