it's so easy to be a poetand so hard to be a man.

hate contains truth. beauty is a facade.

waitingin a life full of little storiesfor a death to come

I wait on my fix:I am a poetry junkie.

it's good to have things done withwhen they don't workit's also good not to hateor even forgetthe person you've failed with.

I like to prowl ordinary placesand taste the people-from a distance.

I like to prowl ordinary places.I feel sorry for us all or glad for us allcaught alive togetherand awkward in that way.there's nothing better than the jokeof usthe seriousness of usthe dullness of us

for meobedience to another is the decayof self

love needs too much help, he said.hate takes care of itself.

the lies of centuries, the lies of love, the lies of Socrates and Blake and Christwill be your bedmates and tombstonesin a death that will never end.

for meobedience to another is the decay of self.for though every being is similareach being is differentand to herd our differencesunder one lawdegrades each self.

Something's still wrong--the same thing that was wrong forty years ago. A malignancy, a tumor, slowly growing in someone's heart. A conscience that's seared.

No one sells a song better than the person that wrote it.

Religion fosters servility and solipsism.

The most certain way of ensuring victory is to march briskly and in good order against the enemy, always endeavouring to gain ground.

There's nothing revolutionary about Saturday Night Fever . You can see the same kind of movement at your local disco.

Everybody draws when they are little.

I can’t imagine a passionate affair with a native man

Politics is not for sissies.

I would like to be a philosopher in ancient Athens and a poet in ancient China.

The great fact was the land itself, which seemed to overwhelm the little beginnings of human society that struggled in its sombre wastes.