Anything I Can Not Transform Into Something

If You Do Not Breathe Through Writing, If You Do Not Cry Out In Writing, Or Sing In Writing, Then Don't Write, Because Our Culture Has No Use For It.

I Made No Resolutions For The New Year. The Habit Of Making Plans, Of Criticizing, Sanctioning And Molding My Life, Is Too Much Of A Daily Event For Me.

Notes Fly So Much Farther Than Words. There Is No Other Way To Reach The Infinite.

He Understands My Pity For His Ridiculous, Humiliating Physical Necessity.

The Unconscious Can Become Destructive If It Is Disregarded And Thwarted.