I Hate Handing Over Money To People

I Want To Be Important. By Being Different. And These Girls Are All The Same.

I Wanted To Crawl In Between Those Black Lines Of Print, The Way You Crawl Through A Fence, And Go To Sleep Under That Beautiful Big Green Fig-tree.

So Much Working, Reading, Thinking, Living To Do! A Lifetime Is Not Long Enough.

I Saw The Years Of My Life Spaced Along A Road In The Form Of Telephone Poles Threaded Together By Wires. I Counted One, Two, Three... Nineteen Telephone Poles, And Then The Wires Dangled Into Space, And Try As I Would, I Couldn't See A Single Pole Beyond The Nineteenth.

Every Day One Has To Earn The Name Of 'writer' Over Again, With Much Wrestling.