Every day one has to earn the name of 'writer' over again, with much wrestling.

I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in life.

Poetry, I feel, is a tyrannical discipline. You've got to go so far, so fast, in such a small space, that you've got to burn away all the peripherals.

Pretty soon, the only doubt in my mind was the precise time and method of committing suicide. The only alternative I could see was an eternity of hell for the rest of my life in a mental hospital, and I was going to use my last ounce of free choice and choose a quick clean ending.

Oh what a poet I will flay myself into.

I love life. But it is hard and I have so much, so very much to learn.

I am silver and exact.I have no preconceptions.