Civilization is the distance man has placed between himself and his excreta.
Feedback is a pleasant thing. I get a lot of letters from unexpected people in unexpected places.
The prose poem Walk The Red Road is great stuff and deserves to be read aloud. It compares quite favorably to The Walls Of Emerald by Li Chiang Yen, a Chinese poet of the late Tang period.
Keep violence in the mind Where it belongs (Barefoot in the Head)
Whatever creativity is, it is in part a solution to a problem.
I have had wealth, rank and power, but, if these were all I had, how wretched I should be.