For I had expected always Some brightness to hold in trust, Some final innocence To save from dust.

I mean, after all, you have to consider we're only made out of dust. That's admittedly not much to go on and we shouldn't forget that. But even consi….

The hopes of Europe's six million Jews are centered on emigration. I was asked, 'Can you bring six million Jews to Palestine?' I replied, 'No'....Fro….

What did a few ripples in the flesh matter when, all too soon, now or later, that flesh would be making its return journey to dust?.

Our most intimate contact with civilizations long since dust has been through the art which has survived them..

Flowers and pricker bushes grow out of the same dust..

I was raised among books, making invisible friends in pages that seemed cast from dust and whose smell I carry on my hands to this day..

And all poets love dust and mist because all the last answers. Go running back to dust and mist..

Poetry is any page from a sketchbook of outlines of a doorknob with thumb-prints of dust, blood, dreams..

I would bend the knee before the poorest scavenger, the poorest untouchable in India for having participated in crushing him for centuries; I would e….

In life, there's the beginning and the end. The beginning don't matter. The end don't matter. All that matters is what you do in between – whether yo….

The physical body is acknowledged as dust, the personal drama as delusion. It is as if the world we perceive through our senses, the whole gorgeous a….

Listen to presences inside poems..

The strength you've insisted on assigning to others is actually within yourself..

Here we are now, entertain us..

But the years came and went without bringing the careless boy; and when they met again Wendy was a married woman, and Peter was no more to her than a….

All you need is trust and a little bit of pixie dust!.

The ache for anything is a thick dust in the heart..

Love can tame the wildest..

I want to be with people who submerge in the task, who go into the fields to harvest and work in a row and pass the bags along, who are not parlor ge….

The individual - stupendous and beautiful paradox - is at once infinitesimal dust and the cause of all things..