I Cry. Evil Dissolves, & Love, Like

Ever To Confess You're Bored Means You Have No Inner Resources.

You Should Always Be Trying To Write A Poem You Are Unable To Write, A Poem You Lack The Technique, The Language, The Courage To Achieve. Otherwise You're Merely Imitating Yourself, Going Nowhere, Because That's Always Easiest.

I Am So Wise I Had My Mouth Sewn Shut.

So If I Were Talking To A Young Writer, I Would Recommend The Cultivation Of Extreme Indifference To Both Praise And Blame Because Praise Will Lead You To Vanity, And Blame Will Lead You To Self-pity, And Both Are Bad For Writers.

Two Daiquiris Withdrew Into A Corner Of A Gorgeous Room And One Told The Other A Lie.