The crazy ones only laugh when there is no reason to laugh.

An intellectual says a simple thing in a hard way. An artist says a hard thing in a simple way.

I was only kidding about the hundred," she says. oh," I say, "what will it cost me?" she lights her cigarette with my lighter and looks at me through the flame: her eyes tell me. look," I say, "I don't think I can ever pay that price again.

Figuring the average poet starts at 16, I am 23.

God is a lonely place without steak.

I went home each night dizzy and sick. He was murdering me with the sound of his voice.

Love is a horse with a broken leg trying to stand while 45,000 people watch.