“We can rape, but we can also sing.”

“سأكتب لا لتحيا كلماتيولكن لتحيا ذاتي”

“Life has been dealt to us flawed; doesn't mean we have to like it all the time, but live it and make the best of it to our greatest ability.”

“Where but in the very asshole of comedown is redemption: as where but brought low, where but in the grief of failure, loss, error do we discern the savage afflictions that turn us around: where but in the arrangements love crawls us through”

“It was May before myattention cameto spring andmy word I saidto the southern slopesI'vemissed it, itcame and went beforeI got right to see:don't worry, said the mountain,try the later northern slopesor ifyou can climb, climbinto spring: butsaid the mountainit's not that waywith all things, somethat go are gone”

“Poetry leads us to the unstructured sources of our beings, to the unknown, and returns us to our rational, structured selves refreshed. Having once experienced the mystery, plenitude, contradiction, and composure of a work of art, we afterward have a built-in resistance to the slogans and propaganda of oversimplification that have often contributed to the destruction of human life. Poetry is a verbal means to a nonverbal source. It is a motion to no-motion, to the still point of contemplation and deep realization.”

“Plant the seed whose vine or tree may hang you.”