I think one of the interesting things about poker is that once you let your ego in, you're done for.
I'm good at reading people.
It's going to finish when I fold my hand and go up to the big poker game in the sky.
Now, if, as I think, writing should be, it's a kind of risky trade.
The fact that we write about it doesn't mean we play better than ordinary players at all.
The point is that it looks like gambling because the language of the game is money.
When you make a bet, you're saying something.
Yes, I think poker really isn't gambling.
I hate writing.
And if you can't keep your ego under control, it's going to cost you a lot of money.
In I had attacked the British poets' nervous preference for gentility above all else, and their avoidance of the uncomfortable, destructive truths both of the inner life and of the present time.
The real resistance now is to an art which forces its audience to recognize and accept imaginatively, in their nerve ends, not the facts of life but the facts of death and violence: absurd, random, gratuitous, unjustified, and inescapably part of the society we have created.
But in a tournament, you can be said in for all your money at any point so you can't make any mistakes so you have to, it's all about where you're sitting at the table.
Despite the hundreds of attempts, police terror and the concentration camps have proved to be more or less impossible subjects for the artist; since what happened in them was beyond the imagination, it was therefore also beyond art and all those human values on which art is traditionally based.
I absolutely don't believe in anything. Full stop. Including luck.