There are worse things than being mad.
To think that so much comes to so little, to think that life is really short.
I'm not a beatnik. I'm a Catholic.
You can't teach the old maestro a new tune.
Rather, I think one should write, as nearly as possible, as if he were the first person on earth and was humbly and sincerly putting on paper that which he saw and experienced and loved and lost; what his passing thoughts were and his sorrows and desires.
The whole mad swirl of everything that was to come began then.