I Have Made Love To Ten Thousand

I Am At Home Everywhere, And Nowhere. I Am Never A Stranger And I Never Quite Belong.

Writing Is Not A Profession But A Vocation Of Unhappiness. I Don't Think An Artist Can Ever Be Happy.

Madame....gloatingly Savored Her Words As Earlier She Had Savored Her Pig's Trotter.

If Your Vision Of The World Is Of A Certain Kind You Will Put Poetry In Everything, Necessarily.

I'm A Bit Like A Sponge. When I'm Not Writing I Absorb Life Like Water. When I Write I Squeeze The Sponge A Little - And Out Comes, Not Water But Ink.