It Is A Mistake To Think You

I Had Now Made About 45 Pictures, But What Had I Become? I Knew All Too Well: A Phallic Symbol. All Over The World I Was, As A Name And Personality, Equated With Sex.

If They Say I Am Inconsistent Let Them Say It, For It Is True, Because Inconsistency Is A Part Of Living

I Crave The Indulgence Of My Senses But This Is Countered By An Interior Desire That Is Even Keener Than My Senses To Know The Meaning Of Things

I Allow Myself To Be Understood As A Colorful Fragment In A Drab World.

There Is Nothing Like Lying Flat On Your Back On The Deck, Alone Except For The Helmsman Aft At The Wheel, Silence Except For The Lapping Of The Sea Against The Side Of The Ship. At That Time You Can Be Equal To Ulysses And Brother To Him.