To begin at the beginning: It is a spring moonless night in the small town, starless and bible-black.

Do not go gently into that good night but rage, rage against the dying of the light.

I hold a beast, an angel and a madman within me.

Life always offers you a second chance. is called tomorrow.

Light breaks where no sun shines; Where no sea runs, the waters of the heart; Push in their tides.

When one burns one's bridges, what a very nice fire it makes.

Love is the last light spoken.

An alcoholic is someone you don't like who drinks as much as you do.

It snowed last year too: I made a snowman and my brother knocked it down and I knocked my brother down and then we had tea.

The best craftsmanship always leaves holes and gaps... so that something that is not in the poem can creep, crawl, flash or thunder in.

I do not need any friends. I prefer enemies. They are better company and their feelings towards you are always genuine.

Politeness, delicacy [and] decency ... are but three different names for hypocrisy, chicanery, and cowardice.

I have a conviction that a few weeks spent in a well organized summer camp may be of more value educationally than a whole year of formal school work.

Above all, an artist must never be too easily satisfied with what he has done.

I live my life through the prism of capitalism and physiological limits and eventualities.

The shudder of awe is humanity's highest faculty, Even though this world is forever altering its values.

Not reassuring when weathermen say 'Today will be terrible but don't worry it won't be as terrible as tomorrow or Friday.

I didn't want to be a director for hire. It really just took me a long time to learn how to direct and to feel up to the job.

Mom's eyes blazed. "Are you sleeping with her?" Oh, god. Did we have to do this here? Now? "Well, actually," I smirked, "we don't get a lot of sleep.

I hope that by joining The Giving Pledge, it will encourage others to do the same.