whatever you do, find ways to read poerty. Eat it, drink it, enjoy it, and share it.

I dream of giving birth to a child who will ask: "Mother, what was war?"

When something is too beautiful or too terrible or even too funny for words, then it is time for poetry.

Morning is a new sheet of paper for you to write on.

...a good poem contains both meaning and music

Scratch a Jew and you'll find a Wailing Wall.

I dream of giving birth to a child who will ask, Mother, what was war?

And I, infinitesima­l being, drunk with the great starry void, likeness, image of mystery, I felt myself a pure part of the abyss, I wheeled with the stars, my heart broke loose on the wind.

It was as if God Himself planned my visit to the church that day.

What do you want from me?" he asked hesitantly."Your trust, " i answered without any hesitation.

How can you just forget a person completely until the moment you see his face again?

I would give the world to have one more person for whom I would lay down my life.

As in laws or in war, the longest purse finally wins.

A powerful connection between two people is a potent psychic factor that exists regardless of either person's opinion about the relationship.

To be black and an intellectual in America is to live in a box. On the box is a label, not of my own choosing.

Why don't you make a contibution to my sanity, and do the one thing you never seem to be able to do... SHUT UP!!!

All beautiful things must end. Otherwise they are not beautiful.