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Philip Larkin Didn't Write For Several Years Before His Life Ended. And When He Was Asked Why He Didn't Write, He Said The Muse Deserted Him. And When I Read That, It Really Had A Profound Effect Upon Me, Sort Of Scared Me. So That's Why I Think I Have No Right To Assume That Some Thought Is Going To Come... But I Think, In My Imagination, If It Is It, There Will Probably Be Something Else I'm Interested In.

We Work Our Jobs, Collect Our Pay, Believe Were Gliding Down The Highway, When In Fact We're Slip Sliding Away.

I Would Be Willing To Do Almost Anything To Make Art Happy. I Care About Our Friendship. The Only Thing I Won't Do Is Change The Essence Of My Work.

When I Look Back At All The Crap I Learned In High School, It's A Wonder I Can Think At All.

Facts Can Be Turned Into Art If One Is Artful Enough.