writing about a writer's block is better than not writing at all

Sweet Christ, you must know that a man will go further for any poem than for any woman ever born.

Long ago, among other lies they were taught that silence was bravery.

Those faces you see every day on the streets were not created entirely without hope: be kind to them: like you they have not escaped.

I went over to see Marina two or three or four times a week. I knew as long as I could see the girl I would be all right…. Soon after, I got a letter from Fay. She and the child were living in a hippie commune in New Mexico. It was a nice place, she said. Marina would be able to breathe there. She enclosed a little drawing the girl had made for me.

We use such big words to move nowhere.

Humanity, you never had it from the beginning." That was my motto.