The Pleasures Of Writing Correspond Exactly To

We Loved Each Other With A Premature Love, Marked By A Fierceness That So Often Destroys Adult Lives.

When I Try To Analyze My Own Cravings, Motives, Actions And So Forth, I Surrender To A Sort Of Retrospective Imagination Which Feeds The Analytic Faculty With Boundless Alternatives And Which Causes Each Visualized Route To Fork And Re-fork Without End In The Maddeningly Complex Prospect Of My Past.

A Person Hoping To Become A Poet Must Have The Capacity Of Thinking Of Several Things At A Time.

To Begin With, Let Us Take The Following Motto...literature Is Love. Now We Can Continue.

A Good Laugh Is The Best Pesticide.