My Page Was Too White My Ink

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.

We Are So Small Between The Stars, So Large Against The Sky.

I Don't Think You Can Write Novels On The Road. You Need A Certain Stability.

G-d Is Alive. Magic Is Afoot. G-d Is Afoot. Magic Is Alive.

The Candles Burned The Moon Went Down The Polished Hill The Milky Town Transparent, Weightless, Luminous Uncovering The Two Of Us On That Fundamental Ground Where Love's Unwilled, Unleashed, Unbound And Half The Perfect World Is Found.