Que no grite usted tanto madre, que se le va a salir el ombligo.

[…] para el resto de nosotros el presente cobra su significado y profundidad a partir del pasado, […] para Greg era algo plano y completo.

¿Por qué hacemos películas? Está claro que mendigamos amor.

En manos masculinas, la lógica es a menudo violencia.

Hard times are coming, when we’ll be wanting the voices of writers who can see alternatives to how we live now, can see through our fear-stricken society and its obsessive technologies to other ways of being, and even imagine real grounds for hope. We’ll need writers who can remember freedom—poets, visionaries—realists of a larger reality.

In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it’s the exact opposite.