As I Go To Sleep I Remember

Gatherings And, Simultaneously, Loneliness Are The Conditions Of A Writer's Life.

It Seems That What I Really Want Is A Drug That Will Increase My Consciousness Of Others, Not Myself.

People Say, "well, You Went On Television, It Enlarged Your Readership." It Did Not At All, Not At All. I Might As Well Tell You, I Lost Some Readership, Because The Profound Audience Felt Somehow Bothered By My Too Easy Manner.

Lovers Are Not Snails; They Don't Have To Protrude From Their Shells And Meet Each Other Halfway. Meet Me Within Your Own Self.

In London, The Weather Would Affect Me Negatively. I React Strongly To Light. If It Is Cloudy And Raining, There Are Clouds And Rain In My Soul.