All creatures are flawed, but out of the flaw may come the universe.

I would say my theme has always been paradise lost, always the lost cause, the lost leader, the lost utopia.

I would teach from nine to four, sleep an hour, and write from six until midnight, night after night.

I never fantasized or invented a thing, not one thing. I knew every single thing I ever wrote about.

Some of the poetic writers who insert passages of realism in their texts have no underlying philosophy to uphold them, and revert to realism.

I've been willing to go for years without publishing. That's been my career.

If you understand hallucination and illusion, you don't blindly follow any leader. You must know if the person is sane or insane, over the abyss.