"Moloch! Solitude! Filth! Ugliness! Ashcans and unobtainable dollars!"

"Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does."

"I don't do anything with my life except romanticize and decay with indecision."

"I'm not a saint. I'm a sinner."

"who broke their backs lifting Moloch into heaven!"