An Artist Is A Man Who Says

I No Longer Want It All, Just Some Comfort And Some Sex And Some Minor Love.

You Don't Go On "probably" When Love And Guns Are In Hand.

Art Is Its Own Excuse, And It's Either Art Or It's Something Else. It's Either A Poem Or A Piece Of Cheese.

I Have Been Treated Better Than I Should Have Been---not By Life In General Nor By The Machinery Of Things But By Women.

If I'm An Ass, I Should Say So. If I Don't, Somebody Else Will. If I Say It First, That Disarms Them.