How are his poems?" "He's not as good as he thinks he is, but then most of us feel that way.

I often carry things to read so that I will not have to look at the people.

Cautiously, I allowed myself to feel good at times. I found moments of peace in cheap rooms just staring at the knobs of some dresser or listening to the rain in the dark. The less I needed the better I felt.

I no longer want it all, just some comfort and some sex and some minor love.

the whole world is caught in her glance and at last the universe is magnificent.

I never met another man I'd rather be. And even if that's a delusion, it's a lucky one.

Don't fight your demons. Your demons are here to teach you lessons. Sit down with your demons and have a drink and a chat and learn their names and talk about the burns on their fingers and scratches on their ankles. Some of them are very nice.