For me concrete poetry was a particular way of using language which came out of a particular feeling, and I don't have control over whether this feeling is in me or not.

Certain gardens are described as retreats when they are really attacks.

The present order is the disorder of the future.

I came to these mediums through having the garden, and of course, people who have designed gardens have always worked in collaboration, and never made their own inscriptions.

People have always found me challenging - I don't know why, when I am only being myself. I don't understand why they find me so annoying but they do. It is pity, but that is how it is.

I am always a beginner. I only try to include different parts of life; the pastoral, the tragic, et cetera.

As a friendly one. I would still like to write concrete poems, but I can only do it sometimes.

Little Sparta is a garden in the traditional sense. It is perhaps not like other modern gardens, but I think that other times would have had no difficulty with it.

What you compose with is neither here nor there, you compose with words, or you compose with stone plants and trees, or you compose with events; the Sheriff's officer, or whatever.

No, I don't make my work in order to challenge or confuse other people's expectations - I only do what I find natural.

But at the beginning it was clear to me that concrete poetry was peculiarly suited for using in public settings. This was my idea, but of course I never really much got the chance to do it.

It’s your life

What you think of your self is more important than what others think of you.

There's healing in your hand, in your voice, in your heart, in your eyes! YOU ARE A HEALER!

My dad's been responsible for a lot of my issues.

If you view life as a gold rush, you're going to end up worshiping a golden calf.

You'd have to be an imbecile or hypocrite to imagine that a professional cyclist who rides 235 days a year can hold himself together without stimulants.

There has been a concerted effort to frame caring about climate change and the environment as an alternate religion - one that worships the creation rather than the creator, so to speak.

The greatest risk to man is not that he aims to high and misses, but that he aims to low and hits.

Americans spend more on beer than they do on books. No wonder their stomachs are bigger than their brains.

'Tis a month before the month of May, And the spring comes slowly up this way.