Good taste is the worst vice ever invented.
I would like people to come into my Dreamworld and then choose to stay.
If we think of what’s up ahead, with climate change and wars over water, it’s very frightening.
My feeling is that poetry will wither on the vine if you don’t regularly come back to the simplest fundamentals of the poem: rhythm, rhyme, simple subjects – love, death, war.
Liberty is not a means to a higher political end. It is itself the highest political end.
My characters all have issues, but I don’t see that as weird or abnormal because I think in real life there are very few bland, normal people.
Individually, museums are fine institutions, dedicated to the high values of preservation, education and truth; collectively, their growth in numbers points to the imaginative death of this country.
At school, there were more Davids than any other name: more than 20 of us cousins out of 40 pupils. When my older cousins moved on, the school had to close.
My turn of mind is so given to taking things in the absurd point of view, that it breaks out in spite of me every now and then.
I’m terrified of switching the computer on because there are so many poems.