Godlessness Invariably Produces Vulgarity. Civilization

I Measure My Life In Sentences Pressed Out, Line By Line, Like The Lustrous Ooze On The Underside Of The Snail, The Snail's Secret Open Seam, Its Wound, Leaking Attar.

A Writer Is Dreamed And Transfigured Into Being By Spells, Wishes, Goldfish, Silhouettes Of Trees, Boxes Of Fairy Tales Dropped In The Mud, Uncles' And Cousins' Books, Tablets And Capsules And Powders...and Then One Day You Find Yourself Leaning Here, Writing On That Round Glass Table Salvaged From The Park View Pharmacy--writing This, An Impossibility, A Summary Of Who You Came To Be Where You Are Now, And Where, God Knows, Is That?

To Desire To Be What One Can Be Is Purpose In Life. There Are No Exterior Forces. There Are Only Interior Forces. Who Squanders Talent Praises Death.

To Listen Acutely Is To Be Powerless, Even If You Sit On A Throne.

Time At Length Becomes Justice.