It wasn't all romantic. I didn't have a dorm room, so I slept on the floor in friends' rooms, I returned coke bottles for the 5¢ deposits to buy food with, and I would walk the 7 miles across town every Sunday night to get one good meal a week at the Hare Krishna temple. I loved it. And much of what I stumbled into by following my curiosity and intuition turned out to be priceless later on.

We don't read and write poetry because it's cute,We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race，And the human race is filled with passion，Medicine,law,business,engineering,these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life，But poetry...beauty,romance,love...these are what we stay alive for，To quote from Whitman,“O me，O life， of the questions of these recurring，of the endless trains of the faithless，of cities filled with the foolish，what good amid these,O me,O life?”Answer.That you are here,that life exists and identity,that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse， That the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse.