The State Of The World Calls Out

If You're Going To Be A Writer You Should Sit Down And Write In The Morning, And Keep It Up All Day, Every Day. Charles Bukowski, No Matter How Drunk He Got The Night Before Or No Matter How Hungover He Was, The Next Morning He Was At His Typewriter. Every Morning. Holidays, Too. He'd Have A Bottle Of Whiskey With Him To Wake Up With, And That's What He Believed. That's The Way You Became A Writer: By Writing. When You Weren't Writing, You Weren't A Writer.

I Think If There's A Great Depression There Might Be Some Hope.

[in The True Mad North] Of Introspection, Where 'falcons Of The Inner Eye' Dive And Die, Glimpsing In Their Dying Fall, All Life's Memory Of Existence.

We Were Just A One-room Bookstore; We Didn't Have Any Money For Lawyers.

I Am Awaiting Perpetually And Forever A Renaissance Of Wonder