Each arrow you shoot off carries its own target into the decidedly secret tangle

Only truthful hands write true poems. I cannot see any basic difference between a handshake and a poem.

Only one thing remained reachable, close and secure amid all losses: language. Yes, language. In spite of everything, it remained secure against loss.

A nothing we were, are, shall remain, flowering: the nothing--, the no one's rose.

Reality is not simply there, it does not simply exist: it must be sought out and won.

Poetry is a sort of homecoming.

The poem is lonely. It is lonely and en route. Its author stays with it. Does this very fact not place the poem already here, at its inception, in the encounter, in the mystery of encounter?

Don't sign your name between worlds, surmount the manifold of meanings, trust the tearstain, learn to live.

There's nothing in the world for which a poet will give up writing, not even he is a Jew and the language of his poems is German.

We are told that when Hölderlin went 'mad,' he constantly repeated, 'Nothing is happening to me, nothing is happening to me.'

German poetry is going in a very different direction from French poetry.... Its language has become more sober, more factual. It distrusts "beauty." It tries to be truthful.

When you speak from your heart, the words ring true, but as you speak in anger, I'll only shed tears for you.

Logic is a mere iceberg in the Mediterranean of wisdom.

My theory is that the Supernatural is the Impossible, and what is called the supernatural is only something in the laws of nature of which we have been hitherto ignorant.

Direct confrontation, direct conversation is real respect. And it's amazing how many people get that.

The world neither ever saw, nor ever will see, a perfectly fair lottery.

That's not a lie, it's a terminological inexactitude.

I'm all-American. Sexy but not intimidating. Not the kind of woman who's going to steal someone's husband.

People are always surprised when they spend time with my children by how normal they are. They're polite. They're well mannered. They're very down to earth, in a way.

If you're genuinely candid and expressive then you're never wrong, even when you are wrong.

When you live in love You see love everywhere you look. You are literally in love with everyone you look at.