Inside my soul a treasure is buried.The key is mine and only mine.How right you are, you drunken monster!I know: the truth is in the wine.("The Unknown Lady")

The mirror's light sparks in the eyes, And horrified, my lids drawn tight, I step back to that realm of nightWhere not a single exit lies...(Untitled: "I pass away this life of mine...")

The squeak of oarlocks comes over the lake waterA woman's shriek assaults the earWhile above, in the sky, inured to everything, The moon looks on with a mindless leer("The Unknown Lady")

The truth is now as it was yesterday, and as it always will be, that the world is-as we are

I don’t have to convince anyone that I love you.

A rainbow in the morning Is the Shepherd's warning But a rainbow at night Is the Shepherd's delight.

My fans do deserve to see me back out on the road.

Despite the fact that David Petraeus is now very highly regarded in foreign policy circles because of his record in both Republican and Democratic circles. It's all pretty extraordinary.

Human memory is short and terribly fickle.

Illinois is a state of suspended animation and the people live in hibernation from Oct. to whenever it ever gets warmer.

I tend to stay with the panic. I embrace the panic.

No one has deputized America to play Wyatt Earp to the world.

Never brag, never bluster, never blush.