Who do I love? I love people who are easy to talk to.
Emotion is the poetry of life.
Art is good, but happiness is better.
Happiness is my drug of choice.
If words are the truth, what is living for?
The search for first causes is the ultimate wild goose chase.
Everything rusts, rots, crumbles, vanishes. The infinite will just take a little bit longer.
Cruelty is the surest sign of stupidity.
A poem is an event, like a wedding or birth.
The story of the tree is written on every leaf.
Whatever we may be or seem to others, to ourselves we are always just ourselves
Morality is the clipping of a bird's wings.
Some thoughts are too angry to sleep. They lie awake all night and become obsessions.
The time you absolutely have to get off your ass and act is when action seems futile
The secret to being a good traveler is liking a place before you get there.
When your share your story with someone, it becomes their story too.
Beautiful untrue things are even more beautiful when they're true.
When people are facing real hardships in their lives, they have no time to invent imaginary ones.
You need fire, conviction, to write. You can't write out of indifference.
A hundred lifetimes wouldn't suffice to see all the beauty in one acre of land.