“The river and everything I remembered about it became a possession to me, a personal, private possession, as nothing else in my life ever had. Now it ran nowhere but in my head, but there it ran as though immortally.… — James Dickey Copy Share Image
“With my foot on the water, I feel The moon outside, Take on the utmost of its power. I rise and go out through the boats. I set my broad soul upon silver, On the skin of the sky, on… — James Dickey Copy Share Image
I once had the nerve to ask Picasso the question, 'What is art?' He answered, 'Art is a lie which makes us see the… — James Dickey Copy Share Image
The true feeling of sex is that of a deep intimacy, but above all of a deep complicity.... — James Dickey Copy Share Image
“If I were going to tell one of my sons how to possess the world, I would simply bring him into my house, show… — James Dickey Copy Share Image
What a view, i said again. The river was blank and mindless with beauty. It was the most glorious thing I have ever seen.… — James Dickey Copy Share Image
I do think the author ought to be able to give a good reason for the way things are in his poem. Not a… — James Dickey Copy Share Image
I think Ginsberg has done more harm to the craft that I honor and live by than anybody else by reducing it to a… — James Dickey Copy Share Image
I don’t believe that a reviewer or a critic can really criticize well unless he can praise well. — James Dickey Copy Share Image
