A snake came to my water trough On a hot, hot day, and I in pajamas for the heat, To drink there.

If I were the moon, I know where I would fall down.

Are you willing to be sponged out, erased, cancelled, made nothing? Are you willing to be made nothing? Dipped into oblivion? If not, you will never really change.

I am sure no other civilization, not even the Romans, has showed such a vast proportion of ignominious and degraded nudity, and ugly, squalid dirty sex. Because no other civilization has driven sex into the underworld, and nudity to the W.C.

There's always the hyena of morality at the garden gate, and the real wolf at the end of the street.

If we sip the wine, we find dreams coming upon us out of the imminent night

That is your trick, your bit of filthy magic: invisibility, and the anaesthetic power to deaden my attention in your direction.