Poetry Is What Happens When An Anxiety

Our Inventions Mirror Our Secret Wishes.

Prohibitions Create The Desire They Were Intended To Cure.

Whatever The Heart Desires, It Purchases At The Cost Of Soul

I'm Trying To Die Correctly, But It's Very Difficult, You Know.

The Artist's Work Constitutes The Only Satisfactory Relationship He Can Have With His Fellow Men Since He Seeks His Real Friends Among The Dead And The Unborn.