America, I've given you all and now I'm nothing.

Scientist alone is true poet.

one must verge on the unknown, write toward the truth hitherto unrecognizable of one’s own sincerity, including the avoidable beauty of doom, shame, and embarrassment, that very area of personal self-recognition,(detailed individual is universal remember) which formal conventions, internalized, keep us from discovering in ourselves and others

Follow your inner moonlight; don't hide the madness.

The suffering itself is not so bad; it's the resentment against suffering that is the real pain.

What is obscenity? And to whom?

All these books are published in Heaven.