“I should have been a pair of ragged claws/ Scuttling across the floors of silent seas.”

Where does one go from a world of insanity? Somewhere on the other side of despair.

Sometimes things become possible if we want them bad enough.

Humor is also a way of saying something serious.

There will be time, there will be time To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet

Only by acceptance of the past, can you alter it

An election is coming. Universal peace is declared and the foxes have a sincere interest in prolonging the lives of the poultry.

Immature poets imitate; mature poets steal.

What we call the beginning is often the end. And to make an end is to make a beginning. The end is where we start from.

Some editors are failed writers, but so are most writers.

For last year’s words belong to last year’s language and next year’s words await another voice.

Distracted from distraction by distraction

I read, much of the night, and go south in the winter.

Most of the evil in this world is done by people with good intentions.

I will show you fear in a handful of dust.

Except for the point, the still point, There would be no dance, and there is only the dance.

We must not cease from exploration. And the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we began and to know the place for the first time.