How can I begin anything new with all of yesterday in me?

I found that things became a lot easier when I no longer expected to win. You abandon your masterpiece and sink into the real masterpiece.

Get ready for the future: it is murder.

I wish I could say everything in one word. I hate all the things that can happen between the beginning of a sentence and the end.

Please make me empty, if I'm empty then I can receive, if I can receive it means it comes from somewhere outside of me, if it comes from outside of me I'm not alone! I cannot bear this loneliness. Above all it is loneliness.

I looked into [Prozac]. I must say that it is certainly a wonder drug.

Deprivation is the mother of poetry.