Murky Language Means Someone Wants To Pick

Nothing You Write Is Ever Lost To You. At Some Other Level Your Mind Is Working On It.

Ambivalence Is A Wonderful Tune To Dance To. It Has A Rhythm All Its Own.

Perfectionism Is The Enemy Of Art. Since Art Is Essentially Divine Play, Not Dogged Work, It Often Happens That As One Becomes More Professionally Driven One Also Becomes Less Capriciously Playful.

Sex Just As A Drive, As A Hormonal Drive, Is Not Very Interesting.

Anybody Who Instantly Goes From Being A Poet And A Graduate Student To Being A Public Figure Has To Be In A State Of Shock. First People Want To Praise You, And Then They Want To Attack You. No One Can Prepare You For It.