Life, Friends, Is Boring. We Must Not

I Am So Wise I Had My Mouth Sewn Shut.

There Is No Such Thing As Freedom (though It Is The Most Important Condition Of Human Life, After Humility, -which Does Not Exist Either). There Is Only Slavery (walls Around One) And Absence-of-slavery (ability To Walk In Any Direction, Or To Remain Still).

We Are Using Our Own Skins For Wallpaper And We Cannot Win.

I Think That What Happens In My Poetic Work In The Future Will Depend On My Being Knocked In The Face, And Thrown Flat, And Given Cancer, And All Kinds Of Other Things Short Of Senile Dementia.

Them Lady Poets Must Not Marry, Pal.