Orphic Wanderer

“For a star to be born, there is one thing that must happen: a gaseous nebula must collapse. So collapse. Crumble. This is not your destruction. This is your birth.”

“Sometimes, I stand at the end of a street during rush hour and scream into the bright gallows of noise. I beg at the altars of glass bottles. Nobody touches me. I sting.”

“Everyone is speaking at the same time; the rain is speaking at the same time.”

“We… need to forgive ourselves… for all the things we didn’t do. All the things we should have done. You can’t get stuck on the regrets of what should have happened.”

“So plant your own gardens and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.”

The stars glistened on august nights

“What sort of body is it that is free to change its shape and location at will, that can become anyone and travel anywhere? If the body is a metaphor for our locatedness in space and time and thus for the finitude of human perception and knowledge, then the postmodern body is no body at all”

“Have a little bit of faith in yourself and let that be your most beautiful quality. Take in a little more of softness in your day to day tasks and allow your inner stillness to guide you into peaceful efficiency.”

“There is so little you can tell a reader. You can give a place for them to wait, a sort of dead time that is unreal and fathomed, or phantomed, in ghost or fever, fever or ghost, in dream delay, stay, stray, slay, but let’s pause on sorrow. Feeling and emotion are only part of the truth.”

“You have to take risks. We will only understand the miracle of life fully when we allow the unexpected to happen.”

“I’m not afraid of dying. Pieces of me die all the time.”

“You deserve a wild love from a gentle soul.”

“When I’m with you, I feel a kind of calm I’ve never felt in my life. I’m tangled up in you and you’re tangled up in me and it feels right. Like it was meant to be.”

We are heavy as rain carrying clouds,

“When the moon sails out the water hides earth’s surface, the heart feels like an island in the infinite silence.”