C'est La Vie

I’m bursting with the strangest mood. I feel it in my blood. Every year I say I will not be able to bear the season’s renewal because I participate too intensely in it; I can’t endure the joy of it.

It is marvellous to wake up together At the same minute; marvellous to hear The rain begin suddenly all over the roof To feel the air suddenly clear

I have the gift of desiring, of inventing more and more desires, of never knowing satiation and dullness. And I am cursed with the lack of genius for renunciation.

I think it’s important to realize you can miss something, but not want it back

I want the cottage. I want the green grass and the tomato plants. I want the peace in you; the front porch rocking chair lullaby; our cricket legs rubbing together under the covers. We can’t have it all. I know that, but humor me. We can’t have it all, but we can have most of it.

and don’t forget that republicans are dying out. literally.

You are like a secret that I don’t dare think about too often for fear it will go away.

I believe in something. Let’s call it truth. It’s a very big thing. It’s inside us and outside us. We have to discover it. That’s what the artist is for—to become true by discovering truth. Or perhaps it’s the other way about. Truth is so important that when you discover a tiny bit of it, that you forget all about everything else—and all about yourself.

I feel I am tied to you by hundreds and hundreds of ties, and they will never be broken.

I barely knew I had skin before I met you.

Be with me always - take any form - drive me mad! Only do not leave me…

Sometimes people don’t want to fall in love. Because when you love someone it’s too late to set conditions. You can’t say I’ll love you if you do this, or I’ll love you if you change that, because you can’t help yourself. And then you have to live with whoever it is you fall in love with, however they are. And just put up with the difficulties you’ve made for yourself because true love has no conditions. That’s why it’s so awful to fall in love.

I need to see you. I need to feel you. I want the routine with you and I want the madness with you. I want all of it with you. Feed the cats and get on the damn plane. I want you here with me.

There’s no way out of it so I’ve been doing my best to enjoy it. But it ain’t a so-called ‘life lesson’ or self-preservation for survival’s sake. It’s endurance and risk but I can tell there’s meaning in it and I like that.

Be so full of Love and Light that nothing can bother your inner peace.

You are such a part of me that to stand alone leaves me dumb, without speech, without eyes. Life is valueless unless I can share everything with you – beauty, ugliness, pain.