boy, don’t come around here tellin… can’t cut it, that they’re pitching you low and insid… they are conspiring against you, that all you want is a chance but…

drinking German beer and trying to come up with the immortal poem at 5 p.m. in the afternoon. but, ah, I’ve told the

we talk about this film: Cagney fed this broad grapefruit faster than she could eat it and

you sit on the couch with me tonight new woman. have you seen the

I was back in L.A. about a week and a half. It was night. The phone rang. It was Cecelia, she was sobbing. “Hank, Bill is dead. You’re the first one I’ve called.” “I’m so glad you came ...

the balance is preserved by the sn… the Santa Monica cliffs; the luck is in walking down Wester… and having the girls in a massage parlor holler at you, “Hello, Swe…

One morning about 10 a.m. the phon… I recognized the voice and began t… “Yes, yes, Miss Graves, but go on… “So therefore we have notified the… “And you are scheduled to throw yo…

turmoil is the god madness is the god permanent living peace is permanent living death. agony can kill

I tried it standing up this time. it doesn’t usually work. this time it seemed

drunk and writing poems at 3 a.m. what counts now is one more tight

this man used to be an interesting writer, he was able to say brisk and refreshing things. at the time

we have everything and we have not… and some men do it in churches and some men do it by tearing butt… in half and some men do it in Palm Spring…

places to hunt places to hide are getting harder to find, and pet canaries and goldfish too, did you… that?