And whatever I do will become forever what I've done.

Sometimes I write quickly, sometimes I spend several weeks on a single poem. I would really love for readers not to be able to guess which of the poems took so much work!

No one feels good at four in the morning. If ants feel good at four in the morning —three cheers for the ants.

Even boredom should be described with gusto. How many things are happening on a day when nothing happens?

I'm drowning in papers.

You can find the entire cosmos lurking in its least remarkable objects.

I'd have to be really quick to describe clouds - a split second's enough for them to start being something else.