Something great is about to happen to me: I'm about to love somebody very much.

Things are so hard to figure out when you live from day to day in this feverish and silly world.

Write what you want bottomless from bottom of the mind.

It always makes me proud to love the world somehow- hate's so easy compared.

Way far back in the beginning of the world was the whirlwind warning that we could all be blown away like chips and cry- Men with tired eyes realize it now, and wait to deform and decay- with maybe they have the power of love yet in their hearts just the same, I just don't know what that word means anymore- All I want is an ice cream cone

Never mistake talking about writing for actual writing.

Don't use the phone. People are never ready to answer it. Use poetry.