I Lived In An Attached House. My

Far Above The Golden Clouds, The Darkness Vibrates. The Earth Is Blue. And Everything About It Is A Love Song. Everything About It.

Philip Larkin Didn't Write For Several Years Before His Life Ended. And When He Was Asked Why He Didn't Write, He Said The Muse Deserted Him. And When I Read That, It Really Had A Profound Effect Upon Me, Sort Of Scared Me. So That's Why I Think I Have No Right To Assume That Some Thought Is Going To Come... But I Think, In My Imagination, If It Is It, There Will Probably Be Something Else I'm Interested In.

My Life So Common It Disappears And Sometimes Even Music Cannot Substitute For Tears.

Justice Stevens Is One Of Those Who Are Most Sensitive To The Least Powerful In Our Society.

You Sit And You Let Your Fingers Go To Wherever They Are Going To Go. You Wait Until You Start To Hear Something, And You Start To Figure Out What It Is That You're Doing. And Then You Add Another Piece Next To That Piece, And Wait To See If Some Kind Of Pattern Or Something Interesting Starts To Grow, And Then You Cultivate It.