It is my ambition to be, as a private individual, abolished and voided from history, leaving it markless.

Only the peak feels so sound and stable that the beginning of the falling is hidden for a little while.

The artists who want to be writers, read the reviews; the artists who want to write, don't.

A man's moral conscience is the curse he had to accept from the gods in order to gain from them the right to dream.

How do our lives ravel out into the no-wind, no-sound, the weary gestures wearily recapitulant: echoes of old compulsions with no-hand on no-string: in sunset we fall into furious attitudes, dead gestures of dolls.

For every Southern boy fourteen years old, not once but whenever he wants it, there is the instant when it's still not yet two o'clock on that July afternoon in 1863...

Time is a fluid condition which has no existence except in the momentary avatars of individual people. There is no such thing as was - only is.