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If Someone Tells You To Do Something For Money, Tell Them To Go To Hell.

Poetry Expands The Senses And Keeps Them In Prime Condition. It Keeps You Aware Of Your Nose, Your Eye, Your Ear, Your Tongue, Your Hand.

Everything Of Mine Is Permeated With My Love Of Ideas-both Big And Small. It Doesn't Matter What It Is, As Long As It Grabs Me And Holds Me, Facinates Me. And Then I'll Run Out And Something About It... I Write For Fun.

Impossible; For How Many People Did You Know Who Refracted Your Own Light To You?

The Magic Is Only In What Books Say, How They Stitched The Patches Of The Universe Together Into One Garment For Us.