“How bitter werethe Prozac pillsof the lastfew hundred mornings”

“My reputation as a ladies' man was a joke that caused me to laugh bitterly through the ten thousand nights I spent alone.”

“From bitter searching of the heart,quickened with passion and with painwe riseto play a greater part this is the faith from which we start.”

“It's four in the morning, the end of december I'm writing you now just to see if you're better.”

“I’ll be marching through the morning,Marching through the night,Moving 'cross the bordersOf My Secret Life.”

“He hated the men floating in sleep in the big stone houses. Because their lives were ordered and their rooms tidy. Because they got up every morning and did their public work. Because they weren't going to dynamite their factories and have naked parties in the fire.”

“Be With Me In The Phases Of My Work Because My Brain Feels Like It Has Been Whipped And I Yearn To Make A Small Perfect Thing Which Will Live In Your Morning Like Curious Static Through A President's Elegy Or A Nude Hunchback Acquiring A Tan On The Crowded Oily Beach. ”