Poetry’s medium is the individual chest and throat and mouth of whoever undertakes to say the poem.

Poetry's medium is not merely light as air, it is air: vital and deep as ordinary breath.

When I had no roof I made audacity my roof.

Deciding to remember, and what to remember, is how we decide who we are.

Whatever makes a child want to glue macaroni on a paper plate and paint the assemblage and see it on the refrigerator - that has always been strong in me.

If what you want to do is make good art, decide whats good and try to imitate it.

The heart grows brutal feeding on fantasies.

There is something cathartic about having absolute loss articulated.

In jazz, as in poetry, there is always that play between what’s regular and what’s wild. That has always appealed to me.

Sometimes the ideas that mean the most to you will feel true long before you can quite formulate them or justify them.

I have always been thinking about the sounds and shades and aromas of words - fitting them together or disrupting their customary march - more or less every second of my life, waking and sleeping.

You’re the angel that my demons beg to make fall. The pureness and light that my darkness wants to extinguish.

In the new music landscape, with is the democratization of the internet and music in general, I think it can be a lot more collaborative.

Never elated while one man's oppress'd; Never dejected while another's blessed.

It is with literature as with law or empire - an established name is an estate in tenure, or a throne in possession.

The test of Christian character should be that a man is a joy-bearing agent to the world.

Charity is unconscious of itself, there is no accumulation first and then distribution. It is like the flower - natural, open, spontaneous.

Are you the welcoming committee? Or has Jeremy finally chained you up to the front gate where you belong?" "I missed you too.

Surround yourself with like-minded, strong people, use your voices and choose courage over fear.

A willing mind makes a hard journey easy.

The threat of taking something away makes us appreciate it more.