I am the least difficult of men. All I want is boundless love.

One need never leave the confines of New York to get all the greenery one wishes--I can't even enjoy a blade of grass unless I know there's a subway handy, or a record store or some other sign that people do not totally regret life.

I am stuck in traffic in a taxicabwhich is typicaland not just of modern life

we are all happy and young and toothlessit is the same as old agethe only thing to do is simply continueis that simpleyes, it is simple because it is the only thing to docan you do ityes, you can because it is the only thing to do

Stars are out and there is seaenough beneath the glistening earthto bear me toward the futurewhich is not so dark. I see.

and do I really want a son to carry on my idiocy past the Horned Gates

… and I’ll be happy here and happy there, fullof tea and tears

… my words are lovewhich willfully parades inits room, refusing to move.