Books & Poems & Plays

For most of them it would mean going to the hospital, and he knew how poor people feel about hospitals. ‘I don’t want them trying their experiments on him,’ had said the wife of one of his patients. But he wouldn’t be experimented on; he would die, that was all.

The feelings that hurt most, the emotions that sting most, are those that are absurd; the longing for impossible things, precisely because they are impossible; nostalgia for what never was; the desire for what could have been; regret over not being someone else; dissatisfaction with the world’s existence. All these half-tones of the soul’s consciousness create in us a painful landscape, an eternal sunset of what we are.

He was bookish, she was not; he was theoretical, she political. She called a rose a rose. He called it an accumulation of cultural and biological constructions circulating around the mutually attracting binary poles of nature/artifice.

But I tried though. Goddamnit I sure as hell did that much, now, didn’t I?

I must fall out of love of the world

It is hard to stare at her, hard because she’s not the distant Girl who smiles at me anymore. She has become more than that, more than I expected her to become and more than I was looking for her to become. …It is hard to stare at her because as I know she is starting to love me, I am starting to love her. I don’t care what she’s done or who she’s done it with. I don’t care about whatever demons may be in her closet. I care about how she makes me feel and she makes me feel strong and safe and calm and warm and true.

I like people who dream or talk to themselves interminably; I like them, for they are double. They are here and elsewhere.

There is nothing like looking, if you want to find something. You certainly usually find something, if you look, but it is not always quite the something you were after.

Hey, heart. Are you listening? You and I are officially at war.

If ever there is tomorrow when we’re not together… there is something you must always remember. You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. But the most important thing is, even if we’re apart… I’ll always be with you.

Hell is empty and all the devils are here.

A man can go along obeying all the rules and then it don’t matter a damn anymore.

Missing some people was like missing air. You did yourself no favors by wondering how you survived without them.

Night air, good conversation, and a sky full of stars can heal almost any wound.