There’s No Conscious Thing On

To Call You Excrement Would Be An Insult To The Product Of My Bowels.

Everybody Is A Book Of Blood; Wherever We're Opened, We're Red.

I'm A Poet,' The Young Man Said, 'and It's My Job To Remember The Sadness Of Things.

I Love Meeting People Who've Read My Books. The Prime Reason To Be On The Planet Is To Make Things I Can Show To Other People: Paintings, Books, Movies.

Study Nothing Except In The Knowledge That You Already Knew It. Worship Nothing Except In Adoration Of Your True Self. And Fear Nothing Except In The Certainty That You Are Your Enemy's Begetter And Its Only Hope Of Healing.