I no longer say I’m unemployed. I say I’m unemployable. It’s different. An unemployed suggests at a certain point in the future, you might be employed. That’s not the case with me. I’m unemployable, and unfortunately, that’s one of the bits of the web, in particular of Google.
I think what I was after was a unifying story that could bring everything together, that could give me a sense of the whole of history.
Let no one weep for me, or celebrate my funeral with mourning; for I still live, as I pass to and fro through the mouths of men.
Mother had committed me for life. This is where I felt betrayed the most.
The creative act amazes me. Whether it’s poetry, whether it’s music, it’s an amazing process, and it has something to do with bringing forth the old out into the world to create and to bring forth that which will rejuvenate.
London has always moved and surprised me, reinventing itself in ways both fresh and familiar. It’s a contrary, complex and creative city, an anarchist of a thousand faces – fickle and unfailing, tender and bleak, ambitious and callous.
Go, lovely rose! Tell her that wastes her time and me That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be.
For my own part, I abandon the ethics of duty to the Hegelian critique with no regrets; it would appear to me, indeed, to have been correctly characterized by Hegel as an abstract thought, as a thought of understanding.
I am climbing a difficult road; but the glory gives me strength.
My father read poetry to me, encouraged me to memorize poems. But the writing of it was quite a different thing.