Now I am quietly waiting for the catastrophe of my personality to seem beautiful again, and interesting, and modern.

O my enormous piano, you are not like being outdoors

oh god it’s wonderful to get out of bed and drink too much coffee and smoke too many cigarettes and love you so much

I am the least difficult of men. All I want is boundless love.

the only truth is face to face, the poem whose words become your mouth and dying in black and white we fight for what we love, not are

Grace / to be born and live as variously as possible

And always embrace things, people earth sky stars, as I do, freely and with the appropriate sense of space.

Oh! kangaroos, sequins, chocolate sodas! / You really are beautiful! Pearls, / harmonicas, jujubes, aspirins!

I don't think I want to win anything I think I want to die unadorned.

And don't worry about your lineage poetic or natural.

That's not a run in your stocking, it's a hand on your leg.

He has got no good red blood in his body, " said Sir James."No. Somebody put a drop under a magnifying-glass and it was all semicolons and parentheses, " said Mrs. Cadwallader.

I'm learning how to keep my identity and personal life sacred. It's a matter of knowing my limits. I don't have to give everything that's asked of me.

When you go to plant a flag on the visiting team's field, it's a form of taunting, .. What message are you sending when you spear it into the turf of your defeated opponent?.

The mind has grown to its present state of consciousness as an acorn grows into an oak, or as saurians developed into mammals.

Adults who think that children must be manipulated for their own good have developed the attitude of a controlling parent who lacks faith in himself, the child, or humanity or himself.

They do a lot of talking, but I'm not sure they actually understand each other.

According to the Bible, a genuine answer to prayer is getting what you ask for.

The first music I was exposed to was Stravinsky and I loved it but I don't remember it.

Power, like a desolating pestilence, Pollutes whate'er it touches; and obedience, Bane of all genius, virtue, freedom, truth, Makes slaves of men, and of the human frame A mechanized automaton.

Supreme art is a traditional statement of certain heroic and religious truth, passed on from age to age, modified by individual genius, but never abandoned.