Nothing is more sterile or lamentable than the man content to live within himself.
I know the place. It is true. Everything we do Corrects the space Between death and me And you.
I think that NATO is itself a war criminal.
The weasel under the cocktail cabinet.
There are places in my heart...where no living soul...has...or can ever...trespass.
I can't really articulate what I feel.