The only works of art America has given are her plumbing and her bridges.
I happen to believe that there is an afterlife
A rich poet from Harvard has no sense in his mind, except the aesthetic.
And then a great thing in my life was going to India.
I, who wanted danger, adventure, and love
The second time I was there I met Marcel Duchamp, and we immediately fell for each other. Which doesn't mean a thing because I think anybody who met Marcel fell for him.