Two Buckets Were Easier Carried Than One.

If You Have The Words, There's Always A Chance That You'll Find The Way.

I Have Begun To Think Of Life As A Series Of Ripples Widening Out From An Original Center.

The Appointment [in Harvard] Gave Me Economic Safety, Writerly Support, And Intellectual Self-respectplus Eight Months To Myself Every Year.

Yet There Are Times When A Deeper Need Enters, When We Want The Poem To Be Not Only Pleasurably Right But Compellingly Wise, Not Only A Surprising Variation Played Upon The World, But A Re-tuning Of The World Itself.

Strange, It Is A Huge Nothing That We Fear.