Write As If You Are Dying.

When You Write, You Lay Out A Line Of Words. Soon You Find Yourself Deep In New Territory.

What I Call Innocence Is The Spirit's Unself-conscious State At Any Moment Of Pure Devotion To Any Object. It Is At Once A Receptiveness And Total Concentration.

If You Stay Still, Earth Buries You, Ready Or Not.

Aim For The Chopping Block. If You Aim For The Wood, You Will Have Nothing. Aim Past The Wood, Aim Through The Wood; Aim For The Chopping Block.

The Creatures I Seek Do Not Want To Be Seen.