Poetry is a presentiment of the truth.

Tell me what’s the difference between hope and waiting because my heart doesn’t know It constantly cuts itself on the glass of waiting It constantly gets lost in the fog of hope

This morning I suddenly catch myself: I'm not there, I'm so lost in thought, I don't know what's going on around me. Can you think yourself to death?

Even a painful longing is some form of presence.

My poems are more my silence than my speech. Just as music is a kind of quiet. Sounds are needed only to unveil the various layers of silence.

I’ve learned to value failed conversations, missed connections, confusions. What remains is what’s unsaid, what’s underneath. Understanding on another level of being.

We cling to words like drowning men to straws. But still we drown, we drown.

I’m moved by everything broken and crippled. Since that’s how we really are.

I returned to confirm there can be no return.

I have no talent. I write poems for myself, to think things through, that’s all.

There are things better left untouched by words.

When I turned two I was really anxious, because I'd doubled my age in a year.I thought, if this keeps up, by the time I'm six I'll be ninety.

Sit back and enjoy. And remember: Always be careful what you say around your kids.

Why would I want a place of my own? Then I would have to things worry about, like doing laundry and having food in the fridge.

That connection between hormones and mood is so important to get a handle on, and it's also really important when you're considering taking medication.

When you work as actors in this business, you spend a lot of time apart. That's why a lot of marriages fail. It's not because of Hollywood, it's because you don't spend time together.

I can tell you how bad our boards are... I don't have to watch Saturday Night Live anymore; I just go to the board meetings.

One of the big take-aways from a lot of economic theory is that people should engage in consumption smoothing.

To the irreligious person heaven would be hell.

Thus we try to keep our heroes alive; hence we remember them.

From every mountain side, Let freedom ring.