If you want to make order, put your own heart in order, and, having put one's heart in order, one can regulate the family order.

I had a moment of clarity, saw the feeling in the heart of things, walked out to the garden crying.

The weight of the world is love. Under the burden of solitude, under the burden of dissatisfaction.

To gain your own voice you have to forget about having it heard.

Naked in solitary prison cell he looks down at a hard-on.

So I had a choice between going to a jail or going to a bughouse like a nice young middle-class student. So I chose to go to a very polite mental hospital. When I left eight months later, they said, 'You were never psychotic. You were just an average neurotic.'

Inside skull vast as outside skull