Even a poet cannot get everything right.

What good is power when you're too wise to use it?

We need writers who know the difference between the production of a commodity and the practice of an art.

there are times when you have to speak because silence is betrayal.

Hate gets going, it goes round, it gets older and tighter and older and tighter, until it holds a person inside it like a fist holds a stick.

Prose writers are interested mostly in life and commas.

The future has become uninhabitable. Such hopelessness can arise, I think, only from an inability to face the present, to live in the present, to live as a responsible being among other beings in this sacred world here and now, which is all we have, and all we need, to found our hope upon.