Wasting Time Has An Esthetics To It.

As We Wash Our Body So We Should Wash Destiny, Change Life As We Change Clothes.

I've Reached The Point Where Tedium Is A Person, The Incarnate Fiction Of My Own Company.

The Human Soul Is An Abyss

Literature Exists Because The World Isn't Enough.

If A Man Can Only Write Well When Drunk, I'll Tell Him: Get Drunk. And If He Tells Me That His Liver Suffers With It, I'll Answer: What's Your Liver? It's A Dead Thing That Lives As Long As You Live, And The Poems You'll Write Will Live Without A As Long As.