"Hurl yourself at goals above your head and bear the lacerations that come when you slip and make a fool of yourself. Try always, as long as you have breath in your body, to take the hard way–and work, work, work to build yourself into a rich, continually evolving entity."
"I am solitary as grass. What is it I miss?Shall I ever find it, whatever it is?"
"Is there no way out of the mind?"
"I have stitched life into me like a rare organ"
"I have stitched life into me like a rare organ"
"Life was not to be sitting in hot amorphic leisure in my backyard idly writing or not writing, as the spirit moved me. It was, instead, running madly, in a crowded schedule, in a squirrel cage of busy people. Working, living, dancing, dreaming, talking, kissing- singing, laughing, learning."