Our doom is, to be sifted by the wind, heaped up, smoothed down like silly sands. We are less permanent than thought.

Sooner or later we must absorb Islam if our own culture is not to die of anemia.

Always carry a corkscrew and the wine shall provide itself.

Men are fools to invest in real estate.

Compose aloud: poetry is a sound. Never explain- your reader is as smart as you. Your reader is not just any reader, but is the rare one with ears in his head.

Can a moment of madness make up for an age of consent?

But their determination to banish fools foundered ultimately in the installation of absolute idiots.

To appreciate present conditions, collate them with those of antiquity.

Name and date split in soft slate a few months obliterate. 166

Praise the green earth. Chance has appointed her home, workshop, larder, middenpit. Her lousy skin scabbed here and there by cities provides us with name and nation.

Prose exists to convey meaning, and no meaning such as prose conveys can be expressed as well in poetry. That's not poetry's purpose.

Everyones greatest fantasy is to walk away from the life (they think)you lead

Best way to clear the air is to have it all out in the open.

Canadians have been accustomed to define themselves by saying what they are not.

It is important for us to remember that black people have been patriotic and have fought for that American dream in every American war.

There is a wrong way of staying in the world and a wrong way of fleeing from it. In both cases we are fashioning ourselves according to the world.

Being young is not having any money; being young is not minding not having any money.

I used to draw and illustrate, but I don't do that anymore because I just like to write. I like to leave the illustrations to actual professional illustrators.

I just needed to leave Hollywood.

I find making trailers really frustrating, because sometimes the worst trailers are for the best movies.

Be not cast down. If ye saw Him who is standing on the shore, holding out His arms to welcome you to land, ye would wade, not only through a sea of wrongs, but through hell itself to be with Him.