The Responsibility Of The Artist Is To

I Think Mozart, Like You, Is An Example Of Someone Who Has The Gods Moving Through Him, And His Religion Was Creation.

...and The Night Was Comfortably Warm As The Soft Filtered Light Continued To Push The Darkness Into The Shadows As They Held Each Other And Kissed And Pushed Each Others Darkness Into The Corner, Believing In Each Others Light, Each Others Dream.

There Are A Lot Of People In This Country Who Really Like My Writing. And A Lot Of Writers Respect Me. But The So-called Establishment? They Hate Me.

It Seems To Me That What The Artist Sees Is The Simple And Obvious That Is Invisible To Everybody Else.

No Matter How Beautiful The Outside May Be, The Inside Still Has Feelings And Needs That Just Words Don't Fulfill.