I've Met Little Meanness, Wherever I Went.

The Death Of Every Art Form Seems Imminent At Least Once In Every Century; But While The Very Funeral Arrangements Go Forward, Some Child Is Born Who Is Michelangelo, Picasso, Yeats.

The Older I've Got The Less I Find Myself Going Back And Re-reading Or Really Reading New Fiction Or Poetry.

Life Is Short And Often Stingy; Feast The Heart With What It Craves, Short Of Cruelty, And Let The World Wonder.

As A Child I Thought It Was Very Boring When I Had To Sit With [my Mother] On The City Streets, But The Time Sank Deep And Surfaced Later.

Strength Just Comes In One Brand - You. Stand Up At Sunrise And Meet What They Send You And Keep Your Hair Combed