all that I know is that I believe in the sound of music and the running of a horse. all else is squabble.

the writing of some men is like a vast bridge that carries you over the many things that claw and tear. The Wine of Forever

I would be married, but I'd have no wife, I would be married to a single life.

I'm not the cruel type, but they are, and that's the secret.

I never understood society. i undersand that it works somehow and that it functions as a reality and that its realities are necessary to keep us from worse realities. but all i sense are that are plenty of police and jails and judges and laws and that what is meant to protect me is breaking me down.

My objection to war was not that I had to kill somebody or be killed senselessly, that hardly mattered. What I objected to was to be denied the right to sit in a small room and starve and drink cheap wine and go crazy in my own way and at my own leisure.

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