“Here there is buried legend after legend of youth and melancholy, of savage nights and mysterious bosoms dancing on the wet mirror of the pavement, of women chuckling softly as they scratch themselves, of wild sailors’ shouts, of long queues standing in front of the lobby, of boats brushing each other in the fog and tugs snorting furiously against the rush of tide while up on the Brooklyn Bridge a man is standing in agony, waiting to jump, or waiting to write a poem, or waiting for the blood to leave his vessels because if he advances another foot the pain of his love will kill him.” InspirationLove And DeathPain And BeautyWild Youth Book:Black Spring Source: Black Spring
“He himself had been quite turbulent in his youth, but a combination of self-cultivation and suffering had changed that.” TaoismHappy LifeWild Youth Book:Tales from the Tao: The Wisdom of the Taoist Masters Source: Tales from the Tao: The Wisdom of the Taoist Masters