Writers sometimes give up what is most strange and wonderful about their writing - soften their roughest edges - to accommodate themselves toward a group response.

Writers sometimes give up what is most strange and wonderful about their writing - soften their roughest edges - to accommodate themselves toward a group response.

There is a notion that creative people are absent-minded, reckless, heedless of social customs and obligations. It is, hopefully, true for they are in another world altogether.

I got saved by poetry. And I got saved by the beauty of the world.

What misery to be afraid of death. What wretchedness, to believe only in what can be proven.

The sea isn't a place but a fact, and a mystery.

Walks work for me. I enter some arena that is neither conscious or unconscious.