Language Is The Only Homeland.

It Is Sweet To Think I Was A Companion In An Expedition That Never Ends

I Think That I Am Here, On This Earth, To Present A Report On It, But To Whom I Don't Know. As If I Were Sent So That Whatever Takes Place Has Meaning Because It Changes Into Memory.

Poetry Is A Dividend From What You Know And What You Are.

The Soul Exceeds Its Circumstances.

When A Writer Is Born Into A Family, The Family Is Finished.