Don't bite till you know if it's bread or stone.

“Anne, I don't want to live. . . . Now listen, life is lovely, but I Can't Live …”

“Give me your skin as sheer as a cobweb, let me open it up and listen in and sco…”

“Those moments before a poem comes, when the heightened awareness comes over you…”

“If I could blame it on allthe mothers and fathers of the world,they of the less…”