"The anxiety was directly traceable to fear of being apprehended and treated as a deviant criminal; put thru the hassle of social disapproval, ignominious Kafkian tremblings in vast court buildings com…"

"I have been wrathful all my life, angry against my father and all others. My wrath must end. All my images now are of heaven."

"who lit up their cigarettes in boxcars boxcars boxcars trembling over the snow to an unseen Saskatchewan,"

"America when will you take off your clothes? When will you look at yourself through the grave?"

"I feel my life is sterile, I am unbloomed, unused, I have nothing I can have that I will ever want, only some love, only dearness and tenderness, to make me weep. I am moved now and sad and unhappy be…"