How can we be strangers if we both believe in God?
There comes a time in a man's life when to get where he has to go - if there are no doors or windows he walks through a wall.
If your train's on the wrong track every station you come to is the wrong station.
Prufrock had measured out his life with measuring spoons; Dubin, in books resurrecting the lives of others.
I work with language. I love the flowers of afterthought.
There is in the darkness a unity, if you will, that cannot be achieved in any other environment, a blending of self with what the self perceives, and exquisite mystical experience.