 But life is long. And it is the long run that balances the short flare of interest and passion. |
| Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are dangerously close to wanting nothing. |
| Is there no way out of the mind? |
| Nothing stinks like a pile of unpublished writing. |
| Widow. The word consumes itself. |
| And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt. |
| I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my eyes and all is born again. |
| There must be quite a few things that a hot bath won't cure, but I don't know many of them. |
| Dying is an art, like everything else. I do it exceptionally well. I do it so it feels like hell. I do it so it feels real. I guess you could say I've a call. |
| I took a deep breath and listened to the old bray of my heart. I am. I am. I am. |
| Apparently, the most difficult feat for a Cambridge male is to accept a woman not merely as feeling, not merely as thinking, but as managing a complex, vital interweaving of both. |
| I am too pure for you or anyone. |
| Kiss me and you will see how important I am. |
| The blood jet is poetry and there is no stopping it. |
| I talk to God but the sky is empty. |
| If neurotic is wanting two mutually exclusive things at one and the same time, then I'm neurotic as hell. I'll be flying back and forth between one mutually exclusive thing and another for the rest of my days. |
| How frail the human heart must be - a mirrored pool of thought. |
