In Watermelon Sugar The Deeds Were Done

I Wonder If There Are Any Catfish In This Pond? It Seems Like A Perfect Place For Them.

In A Cafe" I Watched A Man In A Cafe Fold A Slice Of Bread As If He Were Folding A Birth Certificate Or Looking At The Photograph Of A Dead Lover.

He Learned About Life At Sixteen, First From Dostoevsky And Then From The Whores Of New Orleans.

I'll Think About Things For Thirty Or Forty Years Before I'll Write It.

It's Pretty Hard To Have Faith When Everybody Is Trying To Lock You Up.