“I write you into my poetry to keep myself from dialing your old number. I fuck you on paper to keep myself from faking it with strangers. None of it makes you come back to me. And none of it erases you either.”
“She laughs, holding her cigarette high in the air with one arm, smoke sifting off ignored. And we are in bed together laughing and we don’t care about anything and it is very, very funny.”
“The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths. These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity, and an understanding of life that fills them with compassion, gentleness, and a deep loving concern. Beautiful people do not just happen.”
“I’ll be over this one day. But tonight, I’ll blanket myself in all my wants and wishes, all my sad little lonely tears. I remember I was yours once, for a moment. I remember.”
“Go on adventures, fall asleep in the woods with friends, wander around the city at night, sit in a coffee shop on your own, write on bathroom stalls, leave notes in library books, dress up for yourself, give to others, smile a lot.”
