Confusion heard his voice, and wild uproar Stood ruled, stood vast infinitude confined; Till at his second bidding darkness fled, Light shone, and order from disorder sprung.
A good book is the precious lifeblood of a master spirit.
Who kills a man kills a reasonable creature, God’s image, but thee who destroys a good book, kills reason its self.
If you have a dog, and you’re a person whose moods are constantly changing, there’s a moment when you look at the dog, and you feel bad for them because they’re attached to you, and so it’s funny for the dog to vocalize those things in some ways.
As things get worse, poetry gets better because it becomes more necessary.
To be blind is not miserable; not to be able to bear blindness, that is miserable.
When we have relationships with animals, we often make up who they are.
Poetry always, always, always is a key piece of democracy.
Nothing profits more than self-esteem, grounded on what is just and right.
The poet is like the earth’s shadow. The sun moves, and the poet writes something down.