"Moloch! Solitude! Filth! Ugliness! Ashcans and unobtainable dollars! Children screaming under the stairways! Boys sobbing in armies! Old men weeping in the parks!"

"I think that's thy poison of poetry and I think that's the poison of political activity. As soon as you've got an obligation, you're a prisoner of an obligation, you're no longer actually reacting ope…"

"The only way to find peace is to embrace your own chaos."

"The only way to make sense out of change is to plunge into it, move with it, and join the dance."

"The world knows the love that's in its breast as in the flower, the suffering lonely world."