what inspired “Eden” north of Pueblo with its concrete shelters in wispy grass
She could see the Virgin Mary because she was open enough to see it, because she had no boundaries. They’d complained about that in the hospital, but the present revelation on her very own living room wall was proof that it was ...
Love is a sloppily juggled chainsaw act performed by lumbering monkeys trained by sloppily juggled chainsaws in pissing you off.
If you're in a lunatic asylum, you may have bigger problems than what to call the place.
It is not a good time to bullshit, with the bomb hanging over your head, right? It’s time to start saying things. It’s time for the end of bullshit. So I try to keep it simple and clear. That’s all I can do.
In one way or another, religious education leaves its marks.
There is nothing sadder than an idealistic young artist who agrees to sell his soul in exchange for a reliable position $400 a week and some benefits
There is a certain kind of memory embedded in these places. A kind of memory poured between bricks and mortar. We cannot alter it. We breathe and dream in a place and then it holds us, it remembers us. But it remembers us as we we...
My signature strategy for inaugural visits to foreign lands: walk aimlessly, observe thoroughly, absorb culturally, discover busy people-watching venues, order a carafe of white wine, and get lost in the moment.
The sun’s raking eye spotlights him. Crazed dandelions litter the grass on either side of him with their citrus snickerings, those crooked declaimers of light! We move closer. If I were a dog I would pee on him.
Being an artist doesn’t take much, just everything you’ve got. Which means, of course, that as the process is giving you life, it is also giving you death. But it’s no big deal. They are one and the same and cannot be avoide...
But let the mind beware, that though the flesh be bugged, the circumstances of existence are pretty glorious.
There was never yet an uninteresting life. Such a thing is an impossibility. Inside of the dullest exterior there is a drama, a comedy, a tragedy.
Poster of the infamous photo of Jack & Neal taken by Carolyn Cassady in 1952
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