We are always talking about being together, and yet whatever we invent destroys the family, and makes us wild, touchless beasts feeding on technicolor prairies and rivers.
Edward DahlbergLook at this poet William Carlos Williams: he is primitive and native, and his roots are in raw forest and violent places; he is word-sick and place-crazy. He admires strength, but for what? Violence! This is the cult of the frontier mind.
Edward DahlbergEverything ultimately fails, for we die, and that is either the penultimate failure or our most enigmatical achievement.
Edward Dahlberg