We are reading the story of our lives As though we were in it As though we had written it.

The burial of feelings has begun.

And at least in poetry you should feel free to lie. That is, not to lie, but to imagine what you want, to follow the direction of the poem.

When I walk I part the air and always the air moves in to fill the spaces where my body's been.

For some of us, the less said about the way we do things the better.

Life makes writing poetry necessary to prove I really was paying attention.

A life is not sufficiently elevated for poetry, unless, of course, the life has been made into an art.

Pain is filtered in a poem so that it becomes finally, in the end, pleasure.

I feel that anything is possible in a poem.

Poetry is, first and last, language - the rest is filler.

Once you start describing nothingness, you end up with somethingness.

Each moment is a place you've never been.

The future is always beginning now.

women who once aspired to the image of superwoman now worry about becoming superdrudge. Those who wanted to have it all now ask whether they have to do it all.

Saving time, it seems, has a primacy that's too rarely examined.

Let's just say that global warming deniers are now on a par with Holocaust deniers.

When we describe what the other person is really like, I suppose we often picture what we want. We look through the prism of our need.

In today's amphetamine world of news junkies, speed trumps thoughtfulness too often.

Statistically speaking, the Cheerful Early Riser is rejected more completely than a member of any other subculture, save those with boot odor.