She wrote poetry constantly; that was her "work". She was a slow bleeder and she slaved over it for long, exhausting hours, and many a middle of a night I could hear her creaking around the dead house with a… — Millard Kaufman Copy Share Image
No one will ever make your movie. They will only make their movie. — Millard Kaufman Copy Share Image
“It is a fact that every day this time of year,at twenty-three seconds after 4:18, the entire Parthenon of animistic godlings and demons,trolls and sprites of dead chiefs that predated Muhammad, flex their bronzy thews and proceed to gang-piss on Assama. The earliest invaders clocked their movements by it; the lighting,the thunder, and the rain are the sole consistencies of… — Millard Kaufman Copy Share
Happiness when sustained too long in print can rightly be construed as sappiness... — Millard Kaufman Copy Share Image
“The presumption of divine intervention in human affairs violates my sense of an orderly and comprehensible universe.” — Millard Kaufman Copy Share Image
She wrote poetry constantly; that was her "work". She was a slow bleeder and she slaved over it for long, exhausting hours, and many… — Millard Kaufman Copy Share Image
“...your zeal to face life's rough and tumble, your ardor to accept the responsibilities of adulthood is hardly congruent with the aspirations of most… — Millard Kaufman Copy Share Image
Happiness, it has been observed, is best achieved by those who have been most unhappy heretofore. — Millard Kaufman Copy Share Image
I glanced out the window at the signs of spring. The sky was almost blue, the trees were almost budding, the sun was almost… — Millard Kaufman Copy Share Image
