Government is either organized benevolence or organized madness; its peculiar magnitude permits no shading.
My only duty was to describe reality as it had come to me-to give the mundane its beautiful due.
What we need is progress with an escape hatch.
Inspiration arrives as a packet of material to be delivered.
Atrocity is truly emperor; All things that thrive are slaves of cruel Creation.
There is no doubt that I have lots of words inside me; but at moments, like rush-hour traffic at the mouth of a tunnel, they jam.