 All is mine but nothing owned, nothing owned for memory, and mine only while I look. |
| I'm drowning in papers. |
| I like being near the top of a mountain. One can't get lost here. |
| I started earning a living as a poet rather early on. |
| It's just not easy to explain to someone else what you don't understand yourself. |
| After every war someone has to tidy up. |
| Though I may deny poets their monopoly on inspiration, I still place them in a select group of Fortune's darlings. |
| Life lasts but a few scratches of the claw in the sand. |
| Let the people who never find true love keep saying that there's no such thing. Their faith will make it easier for them to live and die. |
| You can find the entire cosmos lurking in its least remarkable objects. |
| Every beginning is only a sequel, after all, and the book of events is always open halfway through. |
| Poets yearn, of course, to be published, read, and understood, but they do little, if anything, to set themselves above the common herd and the daily grind. |
| Is a decision made in advance really any kind of choice. |
| All the best have something in common, a regard for reality, an agreement to its primacy over the imagination. |
| Nothing can ever happen twice. In consequence, the sorry fact is that we arrive here improvised and leave without the chance to practice. |
| I cannot speak for more than an hour exclusively about poetry. At that point, life itself takes over again. |
| All imperfection is easier to tolerate if served up in small doses. |
| Somewhere out there the world must have an end. |
| This terrifying world is not devoid of charms, of the mornings that make waking up worthwhile. |
| Even the worst book can give us something to think about. |
