Also, I do seem attracted to trash, as if the clue--the clue--lies there. I'm always ferreting out elliptical points, odd angles. What I write doesn't make a whole lot of sense. There is fun and...
All must pay the debt of nature.
Look at the way people try to make points of contact with others when they meet. Look at the way you instinctively try to establish whether somebody you meet for the first time knows somebody you...
It is much more pleasant to feel that God heard you and said no, than to feel like no one is listening to you
Our purpose is that which we most passionately are when we pay attention to our deepest selves. – Carol Hegedus, as cited in
Lines formed at Ruby Pier- just as a line formed someplace else; five people, waiting, in five chosen memories, for a little girl named Amy or Annie to grow and to love and to age and to die, and to...
Albert Camus, from Leonard Cohen's reading list, makes an appearance here, from Notebooks, 1935–1951: What gives value to travel is fear. It is the fact that, at a certain moment, when we are so far...
In the midst of life we are in death
Given to air alone, the cuts of this world burn. But when we dare to enter what is deep, the bruises we carry soften and glow. In truth, the more we accept our limitations and surrender to the depths...
Do what the Buddhists do. Every day, have a little bird on your shoulder that asks. Is today the day? Am I ready? Am I doing all I need to do? Am I being the person I want to be?
Oh, thou clear spirit, of thy fire thou madest me, and like a true child of fire, I breathe it back to thee.
I write entirely to find out what I'm thinking, what I'm looking at, what I see and what it means. What I want and what I fear>
The gate is narrow but not the life. The gate opens out into largeness of life.
Is it that by its indefiniteness it shadows forth the heartless voids and immensities of the universe, and thus stabs us from behind with the thought of annihilation, when beholding the white depths...
Just the other day the AP wire had a story about a man from Arkansas who entered some kind of contest and won a two-week vacation--all expenses paid--wherever he wanted to go. Any place in the world:...
-Who are those people by whom you wish to be admired? Are they not these whom you are in the habit of saying that they are mad? What then? Do you wish to be admired by the mad?
Live. For Now. For the time being.
Yeah, keep telling yourself that. Mom and Dad will be so proud that she brought home an alien.
I too long sometimes for the prairies but S. Dakota has changed so much it is a disappointment when we go back. I think going back anywhere is apt to disillusion anyone. With
You know a person cannot live at a high pitch of emotion, the feelings become dulled by a natural, unconscious effort at self-preservation. You
Tiny fists can hurt quite a lot when they hit you in the face.
She worked her toes into the sand, feeling the tiny delicious pain of the friction of tiny chips of silicon against the tender flesh between her toes. That's life. It hurts, it's dirty, and it feels...
If you are proven to be right a hundred times in a row,no amount of evidence will convince you that you are mistakenin the hundred-and-first case. You will be seduced byyour own apparent...
Your inability to see other possibilities and your lack of vocabularyare your brain's limits, not the universe's.
You see things; you say, 'Why?' But I dream things that never were; and I say 'Why not?
The minute we look, we cease being afraid.
Nobody smart knows what they want to do until they get into their twenties or thirties.
Mr. J.L.B Matekoni, she asked, do you think that our souls grow as we get older?He did not answer immediately, but when he did, she thought his answer quite perfect. Yes, he said. Our souls get wider....
You are born into your first one. Your mother plays the lead. She shares the stage with your father and siblings. Or perhaps your father is absent, an empty stool under a spotlight. But he is still a...
The pieces fell into place. I fell into pieces.
For some must watch, while some must sleep So runs the world away
I had no say in the matter. Every moment in your life is a turning and every one a choosing. Somewhere you made a choice. All followed to this. The accounting is scrupulous. The shape is drawn. No...
And what is death, if not a face at peace - its artistic perfection.
What could you do? Major Major asked himself again. What could you do with a man who looked you...
We all had to pay, but not for the crimes we were accused of. There were other scores to settle.
If I turned towards books, it was because they were the only sanctuary I knew, one I needed in order...
Hope for some means its loss for others; when the hopeless regain some hope, those in power--the...
The Red Lion was a four-ale bar with a handful of lowbrowed sons of toil who looked as though they...
if you don't understand something, you can't approximate it. You're really just guessing.
Why are they going to disappear him? I don't know. It doesn't make sense. It isn't even good...
Read me back the last line. 'Read me back the last line,' read back the corporal who could take...
Keep in mind that when we talk of a great painting we are not really talking about anything great....
