We Are A Society Dying, Said Aunt

Somebody Has Been A Complete Ratbag All Their Life And They've Gotten Away With It, And They Die Happy And Rich, We So Much Want To Believe That They're Going Off To The Halls Of Judgment, That Their Heart Will Be Weighed Against The Feather Of Truth, That It Will Be Heavy With Sin And It Will Be Eaten By A Crocodile. It's Almost Essential To Our Well-being To Have A Fallback Position Like That. It May Appear As If You've Gotten Away With It, But You'll Pay For It Later.

If I Waited For Perfection... I Would Never Write A Word.

­do Back Exercises. Pain Is Distracting.

The Sands Of Time Are Quicksands ... So Much Can Sink Into Them Without A Trace.

I Became A Poet At The Age Of Sixteen. I Did Not Intend To Do It. It Was Not My Fault.