“And so it was that I became an anthology piece translated along with many others out of the French into your small arms though I am a phantom”

“I walk reciting every quiet word I know...”

“As it turns out, craft is to poetry what invention is to imagination--not antithetical, but needless. The eye does not invent the light; there's no need. The mind makes no materials; it doesn't have to. Imagination is the present state of things, and poems rejoice--in particular, in detail--that this is so. Again, the only work is trust, a trust rewarded by ease and by betterment.”

“Beauty for Beauty's sake and only later for the sake of others, newborn for a day.”

“Still, I love a crowd of us.”

“The world has a body and I have none”

“I have seen a sparrow becoming the world's end”