And there I was, 225 pounds, perpetually lost and confused, short legs, ape-like upper body, all chest, no neck, head too large, blurred eyes, hair uncombed, 6 feet of geek, waiting for her.

Why do we embroider everything we say with special emphasis when all we really need to do is simply say what needs to he said? Of course the fact is that there is very little that needs to be said.

I loved you like a man loves a woman he never touches, only writes to, keeps little photographs of.

Poetry is what happens when nothing else can.

...having nothing to struggle against they have nothing to struggle for.

People just weren't interesting. Maybe they weren't supposed to be. But animals, birds, even insects were. I couldn't understand it.

The problem with the world is that the intelligent people are full of doubts, while the stupid ones are full of confidence.