I felt like if any two people had any kind of sexual affinity for each other they had to sleep with each other immediately, otherwise it was a terrible betrayal and waste...Fortunately, I'm relieved of those obsessions now. It's really wonderful. It's really wonderful not feeling you have to sleep with everybody.

I have often prayed for you like this Let me have her

I didn't want to write for pay. I wanted to be paid for what I write.

Love is a fire/It burns everyone/It disfigures everyone/It is the world's excuse for being ugly.

Act the way you'd like to be and soon you'll be the way you act.

..you wanted to be the Superman who was never Clark Kent

In Montreal spring is like an autopsy. Everyone wants to see the inside of the frozen mammoth. Girls rip off their sleeves and the flesh is sweet and white, like wood under green bark. From the streets a sexual manifesto rises like an inflating tire, “the winter has not killed us again!