I'm working on the world, revised, improved edition, featuring fun for fools blues for brooders, combs for bald pates, tricks for old dogs.

I started earning a living as a poet rather early on.

Even a graphomaniac is an extremely complicated person.

Keep up the good work, if only for a while, if only for the twinkling of a tiny galaxy.

Is a decision made in advance really any kind of choice?

Get to know other worlds, if only for comparison.

All imperfection is easier to tolerate if served up in small doses.