I guess we often get the deep blues, both of us, and wonder what it all means- the people, the buildings, the day by day things, the waste of time, of ourselves.
An artist is a man who says a difficult thing in a simple way
For each Joan of Arc there is a Hitler perched at the other end of the teeter-totter.
when the phone rings I too would like to hear words that might ease some of this.
Are you becoming what you've always hated?
Sweet Christ, you must know that a man will go further for any poem than for any woman ever born.