The Earnings Of A Poet Could Be

We Are Always Talking About Being Together, And Yet Whatever We Invent Destroys The Family, And Makes Us Wild, Touchless Beasts Feeding On Technicolor Prairies And Rivers.

Hardly A Book Of Human Worth, Be It Heaven's Own Secret, Is Honestly Placed Before The Reader; It Is Either Shunned, Given A Periclean Funeral Oration In A Hundred And Fifty Words, Or Interred In The Potter's Field Of The Newspapers Back Pages.

When One Realizes That His Life Is Worthless He Either Commits Suicide Or Travels.

The Americans Have Always Been Food, Sex, And Spirit Revivalists.

Every Decision You Make Is A Mistake.