What Nuns Don't Realize Is That They

Nobody But A Southerner Knows The Wrenching Rinsing Sadness Of The Cities Of The North.

If Poets Often Commit Suicide, It Is Not Because Their Poems Are Bad But Because They Are Good. Whoever Heard Of A Bad Poet Committing Suicide? The Reader Is Only A Little Better Off. The Exhilaration Of A Good Poem Lasts Twenty Minutes, An Hour At Most. Unlike The Scientist, The Artist Has Reentry Problems That Are Frequent And Catastrophic.

You Can Get All A's And Still Flunk Life.

It Is Possible, However, That The Artist Is Both Thin-skinned And Prophetic And, Like The Canary Lowered Into The Mine Shaft To Test The Air, Has Caught A Whiff Of Something Lethal.

Losing Hope Is Not So Bad. There's Something Worse: Losing Hope And Hiding It From Yourself.