"This dude was playing records, he opened up with a recording of T.S. Eliot reading "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock," so I went up and told him how it's one of my favorite poems of all time and really the one that got me into poetry."
"And I have known the eyes already, known them all— The eyes that fix you in a formulated phrase, And when I am formulated, sprawling on a pin, When I am pinned and wriggling on the wall, Then how should I begin To spit out all the butt-ends of my days and ways? And how should I presume?"