Well, one is inspired by the whole of life, one's own and somebody else's. You know how sometimes you hear great music, and music is completely untranslatable into words, into any words. A certain tension that is born when one listens to music could aid you in expressing something absolutely different.

When I mention somebody, that doesn't necessarily mean that I identify with him, personally or poetically. I'm extremely happy when I encounter poets who are different than I am. The ones who have their own distinct poetics provide me with the greatest experiences.

Carry on, then, if only for the moment that it takes a tiny galaxy to blink!

Something doesn't start at its usual time. Something doesn't happen as it should. Someone was always, always here, then suddenly disappeared and stubbornly stays disappeared.

I'm old-fashioned and think that reading books is the most glorious pastime that humankind has yet devised.

There's simply too much fuss about myself.

God was finally going to believe in a man both good and strong, but good and strong are still two different men.