Occupation: Poet Birth: August 16, 1920 Death: March 9, 1994
If you're going to try, go all the way. Otherwise, don't even start..
It’s so easy to be easy—if you let it..
Don’t do it. Don’t love me..
It’s never quite right, all the things we are taught, all the loves we chase, all the deaths we die, all the lives we live..
I knew exactly what I was doing: I was doing nothing. because I knew there was nothing to do..
Something that never happens anywhere at any time..
Lighting new cigarettes, pouring more drinks. It has been a beautiful fight. Still is..
I was their bar freak, they needed me to make themselves feel better. just like, at times, I needed that graveyard..
our bones like stems into the sky will forever cry victory.
I don't think I'll travel anymore. Travel is nothing but an inconvenience. There is always enough trouble where you are..
Don't wait for the good woman. She doesn't exist..
if you get married they think you're finished and if you are without a woman they think you're incomplete..
There's nothing else as pleasant as being unpleasant when there's nothing else to do, and there's usually nothing else to do..
I feel no grief for being called something which I am not; in fact, it's enthralling, somehow, like a good back rub.
It was like any other relationship, there was jealousy on both sides, there were split-ups and reconciliations. There were also fragmented moments of….
If I hadn't been a drunkard, I probably would have committed suicide long ago..
your letters got sadder. your lovers betrayed you. kid, I wrote back, all lovers betray. it didn't help. you said you had a crying bench and it was b….
All a guy needed was a chance. Somebody was alway controlling who got a chance and who didn't..
Play the Piano Drunk Like a Percussion Instrument Until the Fingers Begin to Bleed a Bit..
If you're going to try, go all the way. This could mean losing girlfriends, wives, relatives, jobs and maybe your mind..
Angels, we have grown apart..