James Dickey — American Novelist born on February 02, 1923, died on January 19, 1997

James Lafayette Dickey was an American poet and novelist. He was appointed the eighteenth Poet Laureate Consultant in Poetry to the Library of Congress in 1966. He also received the Order of the South award... (wikipedia)

A poet is someone who stands outside in the rain hoping to be struck by lightning.
Detachment produces a peculiar state of mind. Maybe that's the worst sentence of all, to be deprived of feeling what a human being ought to be entitled to feel.
There ain't nothin' to dyin', really. You just get tired. You kind of drift away.
I want a fever, in poetry: a fever, and tranquillity.
The true feeling of sex is that of a deep intimacy, but above all of a deep complicity.