I've got enough money to live where I want, but I don't want to move.Go out and have sexual adventures in Burma.

I know too much and not enough

I don't do anything with my life except romanticize and decay with indecision.

Tell your secrets. [In reply to the question "How does one become a prophet?"]

What peaches and what penumbras! Whole families shopping at night! Aisles full of husbands! Wives in the avocados, babies in the tomatoes!--and you, Garcia Lorca, what were you doing down by the watermelons?

It's time we did something to assert ourselves. After all, we do comprise 10% of the population.

Who dreamt and made incarnate gaps in Time & Space through images juxtaposed, and trapped the archangel of the soul between 2 visual images and joined the elemental verbs and set the noun and dash of consciousness together jumping with sensation of Pater Omnipotens Aeterna Deus to recreate the syntax and measure of poor human prose and stand before you speechless and intelligent and shaking with shame