Day's Work Is Still To Do, Whatever

Poetry Is The Language In Which Man Explores His Own Amazement... Says Heaven And Earth In One Word... Speaks Of Himself And His Predicament As Though For The First Time.

How Can A Man Learn Navigation Where There's No Rudder?

Religion Has Made An Honest Woman Of The Supernatural, And We Won't Have It Kicking Over The Traces Again.

I Travel Light; As Light, That Is, As A Man Can Travel Who Will Still Carry His Body Around Because Of Its Sentimental Value.

We Must Each Find Our Separate Meaning In The Persuasion Of Our Days Until We Meet In The Meaning Of The World.