Everything We Do, I'd Imagine, Influences Everything

By The Time I Make My Way To The Border Of Mauritania, To The Edge Of The Sahara, I See No End To Being Lost. You Can Spend Your Entire Life Simply Falling In That Direction. It Isn't A Station You Reach But Just The General State Of Going Down. Once You Make It Back, If You Make It Back, You Will Stand Before Your Long-lost Friends But In Some Essential Way They Will No Longer Know You.

Writers, Especially Poets, Are Particularly Prone To Madness. There Exists A Striking Association Between Creativity And Manic Depression. Why Are More Creative People Prone To Madness? They Have More Than Average Amounts Of Energies And Abilities To See Things In A Fresh And Original Way—then Because They Also Have Depression, I Think They’re More In Touch With Human Suffering.

Who Doesn't Want To Just Disappear, At Some Point In The Day, In A Year, To Just Step Off The Map And Float?

I Get Inspired By My Friends, And If A Friend Is A Writer, That Is Even Deeper.

When I Was A Child, Writing Was The Worst Possible Choice Of A Career In My Family.