I Looked Into [prozac]. I Must Say

It's The Notion That There Is No Perfection - That There Is A Broken World And We Live With Broken Hearts And Broken Lives But Still There Is No Alibi For Anything. On The Contrary, You Have To Stand Up And Say Hallelujah Under Those Circumstances.

You've Got A Deadline. Well, I Do, Too: Death.

I Want History To Jump On Canada's Spine With Sharp Skates.

I Noticed That When I Was On Prozac My Relationship With The Landscape Improved. I Actually Stopped Thinking About Myself For A Minute Or Two, Because Most Of The Thoughts One Has About Oneself Are Involved With Desire Or Loneliness Or Isolation Or Strategies To Overcome Them.

Garages, Barns And Attics Are Always Older Than The Buildings To Which They Are Attached.