My Choice Of A Life

Homelessness Is A Part Of Our American System. There Should Be Nothing Wrong With This Condition As Long As The Individual Is Not Sentenced To Unnecessary Suffering And Punishment.

And Really The Purpose Of Art - For Me, Fiction - Is To Alert, To Indicate To Stop, To Say: Make Certain That When You Rush Through You Will Not Miss The Moment Which You Might Have Had, Or Might Still Have.

I Do Like To Live In Other People's Homes. I Enjoy Being A Guest. I Am An Inexpensive Guest. When One Lives In Another's Home He Can Enter Into The Psychic Kingdom Of That Person.

There's A Place Beyond Words Where Experience First Occurs To Which I Always Want To Return. I Suspect That Whenever I Articulate My Thoughts Or Translate My Impulses Into Words, I Am Betraying The Real Thoughts And Impulses Which Remain Hidden.

Can The Imagination, Any More Than The Boy, Be Held Prisoner ?" - From The Foreword To The 1976 Edition Of "the Painted Bird