“I have a feeling only for shadows.”

“…the nights are a tangle of black wind, black leaves and love.”

“If you’re tired of kissing me I’d better go.”

“Perhaps we were friends first and lovers second. But then perhaps this is what lovers are.”

“Now I stand amid emptiness and gaze down all avenues. Almost to the distant oceans I can see the solemn ponderous relentlessly denying sky.”

“You have both war and poetry in your mind.”

“(…) Joy is as thorny and sharp as any of the dark emotions. To love someone fiercely, to believe in something with your whole heart, to celebrate a fleeting moment in time, to fully engage in a life that doesn’t come with guarantees—these are risks that involve vulnerability and often pain. When we lose our tolerance for discomfort, we lose joy.”

“She’s always trying to make something whole, something beautiful, an image capable of life apart from her.”