There is nothing fiercer than a failed artist. The energy remains, but, having no outlet, it implodes in a great black fart of rage which smokes up all the inner windows of the soul. Horrible as successful artists often are, there is nothing crueler or more vain than a failed artist.

In loving life you love what can't survive.

If you apologize for something that isn't your fault in the first place, you, in effect, confirm their belief that it is your fault.

Love is serene and calm

The desire for magic cannot be eradicated. Even the most supposedly rational people attempt to practice magic in love and war. We simultaneously possess the most primitive of brain stems and the most sophisticated of cortices. The imperatives of each coexist uneasily.

Once I worshipped Keats for dying young. Now I think it's braver to die old.

A wet dream in the mind of New York.