The better work men do is always done under stress and at great personal cost.

For the beginning is assuredly the end- since we know nothing, pure and simple, beyond our own complexities.

Say it, no ideas but in things - nothing but the blank faces of the houses and cylindrical trees bent, forked by preconception and accident - split, furrowed, creased, mottled, stained - secret - into the body of the light!

But time in only another liar, so go along the wall a little further: if blackberries prove bitter there'll be mushrooms, fairy-ring mushrooms in the grass, sweetest of all fungi.

Either I exist or I do not exist, and no amount of pap which I happen to be lapping can dull me to the loss.

Most of the beauties of travel are due to the strange hours we keep to see them

I'll write whatever I damn please, whenever I damn please and as I damn please and it'll be good if the authentic spirit of change is on it.