Rough Welsh Town

Getting Drunk

For night, as usual, knew what it was doing, providing sleep to offset the great ungluingthat tomorrow again would surely bring.

And everything will take care of itself, it got along without us before.

“Here is what women really want: They want lives in folk societies, wherein everyone is a friendly relative, and no act or object is without holiness.”

“Young women in America will continue to look for love and excitement in places that are dangerous as hell. I salute them for their optimism and their nerve.”

“I was perplexed as to what the usefulness of any of the arts might be, with the possible exception of interior decoration. The most positive notion I could come up with was what I called the canary-in-the-coal-mine theory of the arts. This theory argues that artists are useful to society because they are so sensitive. They are supersensitive. They keel over like canaries in coal mines filled with poison gas, long before more robust types realize that any danger is there.

I wanted to be seen. That need dug into the heart of me. It felt good.