Frases

Conozco esas lágrimas que no caen y se consumen en los ojos, conozco ese dolor feliz, esa especie de felicidad dolorosa, ese ser y no ser, ese tener y no tener, ese querer y no poder.

Nights and days and days and nights, hundreds of them slipping through my fingers.

Everyone thinks writers must know more about the inside of the human head, but that’s wrong. They know less, that’s why they write. Trying to find out what everyone else takes for granted.

There is no ‘the future.’ There is an infinite number of possible futures. Which one will actually become the future? It’s going to depend on how we behave now.

It’s still you. It’s still you.

War is what happens when language fails.

I like living. I have sometimes been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable, racked with sorrow; but through it all I still know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thing.

This is what I miss… not something that’s gone, but something that will never happen.

I exist in two places. here, and where you are.

Where do the words go / when we have said them?

Life goes more smoothly without a heart,

It disturbs me to learn I have hurt someone unintentionally. I want all my hurts to be intentional.

(…) memory is no friend. It can only tell you what you no longer have:

Strange how we decorate pain.