I try to make those references. I try to make sure that they're not too obscure. But outside of that, I dare not claim anything in the spiritual realm for my own.

My interest in this pack of failures betrays my character.

Fare thee well my nightingale, I lived but to be near you. Thow you are singing somewhere still I can no longer hear you.

I was 15 when I first became deeply touched by the rhythm and structure of words.

I've forgotten most of what I've read and, frankly, it never seemed very important to me or to the world.

Anyone who's been a heavy drinker and heavy smoker and has the good future to survive that and give it up knows what a very different kind of daily existence one has. I was smoking a couple of packs of cigarettes a day. And I was drinking heavily on tours.

I bargain now. I offer buttons for his love.