I Refuse To Cater To The Bullshit

I Have A Little Tiny Emily Dickinson So Big That I Carry In My Pocket Everywhere. And You Just Read Three Poems Of Emily. She Is So Brave. She Is So Strong. She Is Such A Sexy, Passionate, Little Woman. I Feel Better.

I Have To Accept My Role. I Will Never Kill Myself Like Vincent Van Gogh. Nor Will I Paint Beautiful Water Lilies Like Monet. I Can't Do That. I'm In The Idiot Role Of Being A Kiddie Book Person.

I Don't Want To Lose Hope.

When Mozart Is Playing In My Room, I Am In Conjunction With Something I Can't Explain... I Don't Need To. I Know That If There's A Purpose For Life, It Was For Me To Hear Mozart.

I Think That If In Your Heart, You Are Seeking Out A Real Puzzle, And You're Not Looking To Frighten Anybody, You're Not Looking To Upset Anybody, And You're Looking To Discuss A Subject That You Yourself Went Through When You Were Nine - You Just Don't Remember The Difficulties Of One's Own Childhood.