A Poet's Mission Is To Make Words

A Wise Man Told Me Don't Argue With Fools. Cause People From A Distance Can't Tell Who Is Who.

I Would Run Into The Corner Store, The Bodega, And Just Grab A Paper Bag Or Buy Juice - Anything Just To Get A Paper Bag. And I'd Write The Words On The Paper Bag And Stuff These Ideas In My Pocket Until I Got Back. Then I Would Transfer Them Into The Notebook.

Jealousy’s A Weak Emotion.

I'm Hungry For Knowledge. The Whole Thing Is To Learn Every Day, To Get Brighter And Brighter.

I Couldn't Even Think About Wanting To Be Something Else; I Wouldn't Let Myself Visualize Another Life. But I Wrote Because I Couldn't Stop. It Was A Release, A Mental Exercise, A Way Of Keeping Sane.