that your power of command with simple language was one of the magnificent things of our century. (from the poem: result)
He asked, "What makes a man a writer?" "Well," I said, "it's simple. You either get it down on paper, or jump off a bridge.
If I bet on humanity, I'd never cash a ticket.
Some nights I knew that if I slept I would die.
my beerdrunk soul is sadder than all the dead christmas trees of the world.
Love came hard and very seldom. When it did it was usually for the wrong reasons.