“Home from Guatemala, back at the Waldorf.
This arrival in the wild country of the soul,
All approaches gone, being completely there,
Where the wild poem is a substitute
For the woman one loves or ought to love,
One wild rhapsody a fake for another.You touch the hotel the way you touch moonlight
Or sunlight and you hum and the orchestra
Hums and you say "The world in a verse,A generation sealed, men remoter than mountains,
Women invisible in music and motion and color,"
After that alien, point-blank, green and actual Guatemala.”

“As happens with people who love a thing too much, it destroys them.
Oscar Wilde said, 'You destroy the thing that you love.' It's the other way around. What you love destroys you.”

“The human heart is an undiscovered country; men and women are forever perishing as they explore its wilds.”

“on tolerance of gays: "You always have to remember - no matter what you're told - that God loves all the flowers, even the wild ones that grow on the side of the highway."”

“Away, away, from men and towns,
To the wild wood and the downs —
To the silent wilderness
Where the soul need not repress
Its music lest it should not find
An echo in another’s mind.”

“Men and women, they were beautiful and wild, all a little violent under their pleasant ways and only a little tamed.”

“And Max, the king of all wild things, was lonely and wanted to be where someone loved him best of all.”

“If I paint a wild horse, you might not see the horse… but surely you will see the wildness!”

“Your voice is wild and simple.
You are untranslatable
Into any one tongue.”

“When girls go wild, they show their tits to people. When women go wild, they kill men and drown their kids in a tub.”