It Is Habit For Me To Discount

I Am Convinced Of The Validity Of Contradiction. There Are Many Worlds. Each Is True, At Its Time, In Its Own Fashion

Has Every Oyster A Different Taste?

My Dream Of Happiness: A Quiet Spot By The Jamaican Seashore . . . Hearing The Wind Sob With The Beauty And The Tragedy Of Everything. Sitting Under An Almond Tree, With The Leaf Spread Over Me Like An Umbrella.

I Felt Like An Impostor, Taking All That Money For Reciting Ten Or Twelve Lines Of Nonsense A Day.

It Isn't What They Say About You, It's What They Whisper.