And Tom Waits.

"The truth is overrated. Avoid it at all costs" 
Tom Waits

301

"I dwell in a lonely house I know
That vanished many a summer ago,
And left no trace but the cellar walls,
And a cellar in which the daylight falls,
And the purple-stemmed wild raspberries grow.

O'er ruined fences the grape-vines shield
The woods come back to the mowing field;
The orchard tree has grown one corpse
Of new wood and old where the woodpecker
  chops;
The foodpath down to the well is healed.

I dwell with a strangely aching heart
In that vanished abode there far apart
On that disused and forgotten road
(...)"

Robert Frost, Ghost House

Patti Smith.

"I don't consider writing a quiet, closet act. I consider it a real physical act. When I'm home writing on the typewriter, I go crazy. I move like a monkey. I've wet myself, I've come in my pants writing"


Patti Smith 

M-U-D-D-L-E.

"Tell him, 'muddle'."

E. M. Forster