The Real History Of Consciousness Starts With

The Moment That You Place Blame Somewhere, You Undermine Your Resolve To Change Anything.

Poetry Is What Is Gained In Translation.

Every Life Has A File, If You Will.

I Was Quite Happy In Arkhangelsk.subsequently, I Was Sent To A Village. I Liked It In Its Own Way Because It Sounded To Me Very Much Like The Tradition Of A Hired Man In Any World-class Poem. That's What I Was, A Hired Man. I Was Working For A Collective Farm.

I'm 100 Percent Jewish By Blood, But By Education I'm Nothing. By Affiliation I'm Nothing.