I am going to put myself to sleep now for a bit longer than usual. Call it Eternity

I look back into past history, the stored experiences or products of the imagination. I look no further forward than the evening.

You don't die in the United States, you underachieve.

In London, the weather would affect me negatively. I react strongly to light. If it is cloudy and raining, there are clouds and rain in my soul.

The things I write are for those who are willing to accept a new relationship between the reader and the author.

I do like to live in other people's homes. I enjoy being a guest. I am an inexpensive guest. When one lives in another's home he can enter into the psychic kingdom of that person.

There's a place beyond words where experience first occurs to which I always want to return. I suspect that whenever I articulate my thoughts or translate my impulses into words, I am betraying the real thoughts and impulses which remain hidden.