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Andrei Codrescu

Andrei Codrescu (Romanian pronunciation: [anˈdrej koˈdresku]; born December 20, 1946) is a Romanian-American poet, novelist, essayist, screenwriter, and commentator for National Public Radio. He was the Mac Curdy Distinguished Professor of English at Louisiana State University from 1984 until his retirement in 2009.

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The time has come for writers to become inaccessible again. The reason is not some kind of 'mystique' that makes people curious (though it helps), but the fact that no real writers ever lay down anything real in public-they work in solitude, they think hard, and their thoughts are rarely nice or 'friendly. '

Lay, Nice, Real, Thinking

In the grand collage that is Dada, past and future are equally usable.

Collages, Dada, Future, Grand, Past, Usable

Only the poor can create art.

Art, Create, Poor

It's still a mystery to me exactly how I learned the language. [But] I was 19 years old and I had very urgent things to tell girls.

Girl, Years, Language, Urgent, Girls

Nostalgia is masochism and masochism is something masochists love to share.

Nostalgia, Share, Masochism, Masochists, Love

It is the job of the market to turn the base material of our emotions into gold.

Jobs, Gold, Emotion, Base, Material, Emotions

The worst part about zombies raging unchecked is the slow paralysis that they induce in people who aren't quite zombies yet. The rest of us un-zombies turn our heads, hoping the ghouls will just go away.

Ghouls, People, Zombie, Slow, Induce

The peasants of all lands recognize power and they salute it, whether it's good or evil.

Evil, Good, Land, Peasants, Power, Recognize

How did you fall in love with New Orleans? At once, madly. Looking back, sometimes I think it was predestined.

Falling In Love, Looking, Madly, New Orleans, Orleans, Thinking

There is a velvety sensuality here at the mouth of the Mississippi that you won't find anywhere else. Tell me what the air feels like at 3 A. M. on a Thursday night in August in Shaker Heights and I bet you won't be able to say because nobody stays up that late. But in New Orleans, I tell you, it's ink and honey passed through silver moonlight.

Night, New Orleans, Air, Thursday, Nobody, Anywhere

The real technology -behind all our other technologies- is language. It actually creates the world our consciousness lives in.

Real, Learning, Technology, Language, Lives

There is no ´Complete Idiots Guide to Creationism,´ but perhaps one is not needed.

Guide, Guides, Idiot, Idiots, Needed, Perhaps

These are the poems of a traveler and a lover who feels both the terror of time passing and the consolation of eternity. From such tension spring lovely poetic objects, ready for intelligent use.

Spring, Intelligent, Lovely, Eternity, Passing

The evaporation of 4 million who believe in this crap would leave the world a better place.

Believe, Atheism, World, Million, Crap

Cookbooks bear the same relation to real books that microwave food bears to your grandmother?s.

Sarcastic, Real, Book, Books, Cookbooks, Relation