Poetry is the art of making something hideous beautiful.
On constipation:
"Nothing helps, if that's what you want me to learn? The straining man perched on a circle prepares to abandon all systems. Take hope, take cathedrals, take the radio, take my research. These are hard to give up, but a load of shit is harder still. Yes, yes, I abandon even the system of renunciation. In the tiled dawn courtroom a folded man tried a thousand oaths. Let me testify! Let me prove order! Let me cast a shadow! Please make me empty, if I'm empty then I can receive, if I can receive it means it comes from somewhere outside of me, if it comes from outside of me I'm not alone!"
Taken from Leonard Cohen's novel 'Beautiful Losers'
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