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

I wish I wrote more about the world at more distance from myself.

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.

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 did not know him, I knew my idea of him.

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

Baseball is reassuring. It makes me feel as if the world is not going to blow up.