There's People In Hell Who

I Went Out There For A Thousand A Week, And I Worked Monday, And I Got Fired Wednesday. The Guy That Hired Me Was Out Of Town Tuesday.

The Impossible Generalized Man Today Is The Critic Who Believes In Loving Those Unworthy Of Love As Well As Those Worthy -yet Believes This Only Insofar As No Personal Risk Is Entailed. Meaning He Loves No One, Worthy Or No. This Is What Makes Him Impossible.

The Devil Lives In A Double-shot", Roman Explains Himself Obscurely. "i Got A Great Worm Inside. Gnaws And Gnaws. Every Day I Drown Him And Every Day He Gnaws. Help Me Drown The Worm, Fellas.

...he Said, With Sort Of A Little Derisive Smile, "how Can You Walk Down The Street With All This Stuff Going On Inside You?" I Said, "i Don't Know How You Can Walk Down The Street With Nothing Going On Inside You.

I'm Not Against Sentimentality. I Think You Need It. I Mean, I Don't Think You Get A True Picture Of People Without It In Writing... It's A Kind Of Poetry, It's An Emotional Poetry, And, To Bring It Back To The Literary Scene, I Don't Think Anything Is True That Doesn't Have It, That Doesn't Have Poetry In It.