A poet's autobiography is his poetry. Anything else can only be a footnote.

Give me a mystery - just a plain and simple one - a mystery which is diffidence and silence, a slim little bare-foot mystery: give me a mystery - just one!

Everything I do, I do on the principle of Russian borscht. You can throw everything into it beets, carrots, cabbage, onions, everything you want. What's important is the result, the taste of the borscht.

When truth is replaced by silence,the silence is a lie.

In any man who dies there dies with him his first snow and kiss and fight... Not people die but worlds die in them.

When there is freedom of speech, I've found that the majority of people really have nothing to say.

Unfortunately justice is the train that's nearly always late.