Time is the school in which we learn, time is the fire in which we burn.
Literature doesn't matter! The only thing that matters is money and getting your teeth fixed!
Poetry must be as new as foam & old as rock.
I am a book I neither wrote nor read.
I admired my father very much... at the age of sixteen. But now I see that he was a brutal and cruel man, - but not without remorse, and that was what tortured us, his alternations.
At the moment I'm so exhausted that I feel like cutting my throat, so the next news masy well be that I am across the river and under the trees: what is the meaning and purpose of life? Death.