Half the fun of the travel is the esthetic of lostness.
I am madness maddened when it comes to books, writers, and the great granary silos where their wits are stored.
Collecting facts is important. Knowledge is important. But if you don't have an imagination to use the knowledge, civilization is nowhere.
No use going to class unless you go to the library.
I shall remain on Mars and read a book.
My tunes and numbers are here. They have filled my years, the years when I refused to die. And in order to do that I wrote, I wrote, I wrote, at noon or 3:00 A.M. So as not to be dead.