I'll be Pavlov, you be the dog.

I'll be Pavlov, you be the dog.

My question is "when did other people give up the idea of being a poet?" You know, when we are kids we make up things, we write, and for me the puzzle is not that some people are still writing, the real question is why did the other people stop?

The greatest ownership of all is to glance around and understand.

...What you fear will not go away; it will take you into yourself and bless you and keep you. That's the world, and we all live there.

Please think about this as you go on. Breathe on the world. Hold out your hands to it. When morning and evenings roll along, watch how they open and close, how they invite you to the long party that your life is.

'Be alive,' the land says, 'listen - this is your time, your world, your pleasure.'