I Was Much Influenced By Jean-paul Sartre.

I Admired What My Students Were Writing, But I Think Their Improvement Doesn't Directly Result From Me But From Being In A Class, Being With Each Other.

My Thoughts Are Crowded With Death And It Draws So Oddly On The Sexual That I Am Confused To Be Attracted By, In Effect, My Own Annihilation.

I Try Not To Observe Myself In The Process Of Composing A Poem Because I Don't Want To Come Up With A Formula, Which I Would Then Be Unscrupulous In Using.

I Think Most Men, Heterosexual And Homosexual, Enjoy Being Considered Sexual Objects.

I Deliberately Wrote A Poem In My Last Book Where I Was Suggesting That There Are Other Passions As Great As Or More Important Than The Passion Of Sex.