I don't think I want to win anything I think I want to die unadorned.

O my enormous piano, you are not like being outdoors

oh god it’s wonderful to get out of bed and drink too much coffee and smoke too many cigarettes and love you so much

I am the least difficult of men. All I want is boundless love.

Now I am quietly waiting for the catastrophe of my personality to seem beautiful again, and interesting, and modern.

the only truth is face to face, the poem whose words become your mouth and dying in black and white we fight for what we love, not are

Grace / to be born and live as variously as possible

And always embrace things, people earth sky stars, as I do, freely and with the appropriate sense of space.

Oh! kangaroos, sequins, chocolate sodas! / You really are beautiful! Pearls, / harmonicas, jujubes, aspirins!

And don't worry about your lineage poetic or natural.

That's not a run in your stocking, it's a hand on your leg.

Let us be grateful to the people who make us happy

Oh my god! Oh no, no, no, no. The condoms. Hugh had seen the condoms. She wanted to bury her head under the covers and never come out.

Sometimes it's all about the win, sometimes it's about the skiing.

There will always be a Beach Boys. Being a Beach Boy is like being in love

Good taste is the worst vice ever invented.

Everything is so finite but that’s what makes our time and specific moments so important.

The art of making love, muffled up in furs, in the open air, with the thermometer at Zero, is a Yankee invention.

Being called a sophisticated snake oil salesman was a low point in my personal career.

I diet between meals.

Sorrows cannot all be explained away in a life truly lived, grief and loss accumulate like possessions.