To the bottle! In infancy, the milk bottle; in our prime, the wine bottle; in our dotage, the pill bottle.
My primary school teacher once poured a bottle of curdled school milk forcefully down my throat. Then I threw it up all over her suede shoes. I'd rather have drunk from the spittoon in Barney's barber shop.
I perceived that the 'thing' and the 'idea' were taken to be equivalents of feeling, and understood the lie of the world of will and idea. Is the milk bottle the symbol of milk?
My coffee usually is very light, very sweet with milk preferably Almond Milk but if not available I take whole milk but I'm trying to go vegan, so I try for at least soy.
I'm like a bottle of milk with gloves.
Out of the red and silver and the long cry of alarm to the poet who survives in all human beings, as the child survives in him; to this poet she threw an unexpected ladder in the middle of the city and ordained, 'Climb!
The human body has no more need for cows' milk than it does for dogs' milk, horses' milk, or giraffes' milk.
Cows' milk and soya milk isn't good for me. Almond milk and rice milk is OK. I don't really drink alcohol, either. Maybe wine but only sometimes.
I love milk so much! I make a point of drinking a glass of milk every day. So now anyone who did those milk ads with the milk mustaches, they're my heroes.
It's very important to me to be an American poet, a Jewish poet, a poet who came of age in the 1960s.
The bottle is where everything sad or mean or confusing can go. And the blues--it's like that bottle. But in the bottle there's a seed that you let grow. Even in the bottle it can grow big and green. It's full of all those feelings that are in there, but beautiful and growing too.
If the poet wants to be a poet, the poet must force the poet to revise. If the poet doesn't wish to revise, let the poet abandon poetry and take up stamp-collecting or real estate.
How do you define a poet? It's very simple. Anyone declaring that he is a poet, is a poet.
Once I threw a water bottle from the stage into the audience, and it hit Tony Bennett in the head. It was a special moment for me.
Mix your drinks, and it's best not to cry over spilt milk, but put it back in the bottle.
Jazz is a very accurate, curiously accurate accompaniment to 20th century America.