A fantasy can be equivalent to a paradise and if the fantasy passes, better yet, because eternal paradise would be very boring.

Literature is a state of culture, poetry is a state of grace, before and after culture.

A permanent state of transition is man's most noble condition.

I do not cut my life up into days but my days into lives, each day, each hour, an entire life.

My only two weapons: time and silence.

…Perhaps this momentary life of ours is only the light that divides our infinite origin from our infinite end.

The greatest assassin of life is haste, the desire to reach things before the right time which means overreaching them.

Some of my affectionate envious friends say, "You write too much." Maybe, I answer. But as long as the best of your little is worse than the worst of my much, I will keep on doing so.

The urban man is an uprooted tree, he can put out leaves, flowers and grow fruit but what a nostalgia his leaf, flower, and fruit will always have for mother earth!

The background reveals the true being and state of being of the man or thing. If I do not possess the background, I make the man transparent, the thing transparent.

Back of my forehead I feel tonight A whole sky full of stars. Under a western moon. Life is indeed lovely!

Wharick is the king. I know you already knew that. And by the way, Exian's head in a bag? Gross gift for a king, just sayin'. (Breccan)

...authority is the unmistakeable tone in the voice of a true writer...

Sometimes when things seem to be going wrong, they are going right for reasons you are yet to understand.

The picture of fallen man as given in Scripture is that he knows God but does not want to recognize Him as God.

You'll never have any mental muscle if you don't have any heavy stuff to pick up.

Be doin artists in like Cain did Abel, Now they money's gettin stuck to the gum under the table.

With out each member, SS501 isn't complete. No matter how great the songs are, it wouldn't be the same without each member.

Allen Ginsberg was a remarkable guy. He was himself. He was an original.

Hoist up sail while gale doth last, Tide and wind stay no man's pleasure.

Charity is taking an ugly girl to lunch.