Things are tougher than we are, just As earth will always respond However we mess it about.

Deprivation is for me what daffodils were for Wordsworth.

I have no enemies. But my friends don't like me.

How little our careers express what lies in us, and yet how much time they take up. It's sad, really.

I have a sense of melancholy isolation, life rapidly vanishing, all the usual things. It's very strange how often strong feelings don't seem to carry any message of action

I feel the only thing you can do about life is to preserve it, by art if you're an artist, by children if you're not.

As a child, I thought I hated everybody, but when I grew up I realized it was just children I didn't like.

What will survive of us is love.

Sexual intercourse began in 1963 ... / Between the end of the Chatterley ban/ and the Beatles first LP

Man hands on misery to man. It deepens like a coastal shelf. Get out as early as you can, And don't have any kids yourself.

Poetry should begin with emotion in the poet, and end with the same emotion in the reader. The poem is simply the instrument of transferance.

For the believer, humility is honesty about one's greatest flaws to a degree in which he is fearless about truly appearing less righteous than another.

A life lived without forgiveness is a life lived in the past.

I watched him even then as he fell, his face undefeated, his eyes still proud

To have paranoia, it's nothing bad it's like your antivurs system on your computer, it makes as much secure as possible.

Life has no limitations, except the ones you make.

It's possible to have more than one interest. I've been a painter and did summer stock.

Shame is very painful to endure. For me it makes perfect sense that the character would kill herself.

Nature's message is clear: we can't keep doing what we're doing now.

I am amiable. Vague. Puzzled. Messy-haired.

The establishment can accept being screwed, but not being laughed at