I had always loved Joseph Cornell and wanted to do something with dioramas.
A good night sleep, or a ten minute bawl, or a pint of chocolate ice cream, or all three together, is good medicine.
We are cups, constantly and quietly being filled. The trick is, knowing how to tip ourselves over and let the beautiful stuff out.
You knew the sweetness of now, now, TONIGHT! who cares for tomorrow, tomorrow is nothing, yesterday is over and done, tonight live, tonight!
Writing is not a serious business. It’s a joy and a celebration. You should be having fun with it.
Memory is an illusion, nothing more. It is a fire that needs constant tending.
Stuff your eyes with wonder.
How I do love the earth. I feel it thrill under my feet. I feel somehow as if it were conscious of my love, as if something passed into my dancing blood from it.
There is something inhuman and vaguely pornographic about statistics. . . Pornography, on the other hand, with its loosely bound sequences of storyless sexual couplings often has the feel of a statistical survey.
It's a near miracle that nuclear war has so far been avoided.
What would rock and roll be without ambition, craziness, danger, and fun?