Silverstream: You idiot!!! What are you doing in my territory??? Graystripe:. . . Drowning? Silverstream: Can't you do that in your own territory? Graystripe: Ah, but who would rescue me there?
I'll take any story if it's good.
People, chained by monotony, afraid to think, clinging to certainties. . . they live like ants.
I guess I'm pretty much of a lone wolf. I don't say I don't like people at all, but, to tell you the truth, I only like it then if I have a chance to look deep into their hearts and their minds.
To win a woman, take her with you to see Dracula.
It is women who bear the race in bloody agony. Suffering is a kind of horror. Blood is a kind of horror. Women are born with horror in their very bloodstream. It is a biological thing.
In making theories, always keep a window open so that you can throw one out if necessary.
Suicide bombers caused us more than 50 percent of our casualties. The fence works. There is a decline in the number of those terrorist attacks against Israelis.
Writing for me is an ongoing practice of facing and countering fears. And so, in that sense, I have always been responding to phobias. I am often most surprised by the writing that comes from facing fears that strike closest to home, poems that explore internalized phobias about gender identity, sexuality, and the body, poems that struggle with a question like do I deserve love?
I look for stuff that I'm passionate about.
Music is my girlfriend, pretty much. It's makes it a little difficult, but I'm always looking, looking for the right girl.