What [Prozac] does is completely annihilate the sexual drive, so the question of passion hardly arises.

I kind of limp along like so many of us do in these realms. Occasionally I've felt the grace of another presence in my life. But I can't develop any kind of spiritual structure on that.

I had the title poet, and maybe I was one for a while. Also, the title singer was kindly accorded me, even though I could barely carry a tune.

My mind was always very cluttered, so I took great pains to simplify my environment, because if my environment were half as cluttered as my mind, I wouldn't be able to make it from room to room. This system has just worked for me, even though I've had to sweat over every word. It's just my style.

Love is not a victory march

A heavy burden lifted from my soul, I heard that love was out of my control.

There is a war between the ones who say there is a war and the ones who say there isn't.