I did not deceive him, he did not deceive me, I did not leave him, he did not leave me, I freed him, he freed me.

I was a late bloomer. But anyone who blooms at all, ever, is very lucky.

When I quit all these things and said I didn't have any time, I meant I didn't have any time.

Who wants to put together something that will bear some relationship to the vision or memory or experience or story or idea or dream or whatever.

It might be a bad thing, not to know what's going on in the world. I can't say I really approve of it.

I think this is true for all artists. My senses are very important to me.

There is something in me maybe someday to be written; now it is folded, and folded, and folded, like a note in school.