“The kind of poetry to avoid in the pretty-pretty kind that pleased our grandmothers, the kind that Longfellow and Tennyson, good poets at their best, wrote at their worst.”
“Her eyes were as hard and bright as stars. Not the pretty sort that poets mooned about, but the kind that made men's destinies. The Orchid Affair”
“Contemporary poets got so obscure that poetry kind of fell out of favor,”
“For me, coffee was kind of like pizza-even when you got a bad piece, it was still pretty good.”
“The worst kind of non-smokers are the ones that come up to you and cough. That's pretty fucking cruel isn't it? Do you go up to cripples and dance too?”
“I wouldn't want a boy to think I was pretty unless he was the kind of boy who thought I was pretty.”