My favorite quotes of all time.
Our love is all we have.
Don’t ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody.
I don’t know where I am, I don’t know where I been, but I know where I want to go.
Another belief of mine: that everyone else my age is an adult, whereas I am merely in disguise.
When I was deep in poverty you taught me how to give.
if the damned gave you a road map then you’d know which way to go
Jesus died for somebody’s sins but not mine.
I thought of that old joke, y’know, the, this, this guy goes to a psychiatrist and says, “Doc, uh, my brother’s crazy. He thinks he’s a chicken.” And, uh, the doctor says, “Well, why don’t you turn him in?” And the guy says, “I would, but I need the eggs.” Well, I guess that’s pretty much how I feel about relationships. Y’know, they’re totally irrational and crazy and absurd and, but, uh, I guess we keep going through it because, uh, most of us need the eggs.
Which is worse, hell or nothing? Only if we’re caught and punished can we be saved. ‘Burn the Louvre,’ the mechanic says, ‘and wipe your ass with the Mona Lisa. This way at least, God would know our names.’
My heart was aching, and my belief is that when things are bad, it’s better to make them worse.
I love you as the plant that never blooms, but carries within itself the light of hidden flowers. Thanks to your love, a certain solid fragrance, risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.
You, me, and everything caught in the fire.
You know, at one time, I used to break into pet shops to liberate the canaries. But I decided that was an idea way before its time. Zoos are full, prisons are overflowing… oh my, how the world still dearly loves a cage.
There’s nothing like unrequited love to take all the flavor out of a peanut butter sandwich.
There are too many ideas and too many people. And too many directions to go. I was starting to believe that the reason it matters to care passionately about something, is that is whittles the world down to a more manageable size.
Judith looked all wrong. Her hair was pulled back tightly; she was wearing some cheap polka-dotted dress she’d bought at a thrift shop. Our meeting was all full of false starts. What’s going on at school? How is your painting? What did you do over spring break? What music are you listening to? Then it got into harder stuff. I took her hands. I grabbed at them greedily and held them in my lap. Why wasn’t I good enough? I asked. Why couldn’t I be closer to her than I was? What was I doing wrong? Why was I so bad at human commerce when it was the thing I wanted more than anything?
She felt heightened in her own eyes, while knowing this sensation was not different from drunkenness, and that it would vanish like the ecstasies of drink, leaving her the next day even more shaky, even weaker at the core, deflated, possessing nothing within herself.
And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.
That’s the problem with drinking, I thought, as I poured myself a drink. If something bad happens you drink in an attempt to forget; if something good happens you drink in order to celebrate; and if nothing happens you drink to make something happen.
In a dream you are never eighty.
We are the dead. Short days ago, We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie, here in Flanders Fields.
i love dogs better than anything else on earth, next to cigarettes & a couple of people.
i wanted this one to be different. i wanted to think i would have liked her, in another time and place, another life. But i could see already that i wouldn’t have liked her, nor she me.
Practice- that’s all it took. All a guy needed was a chance. Somebody was always controlling who got a chance, & who didn’t.
I hold a beast, an angel, and a madman in me, and my inquiry is as to their working, and my problem is their subjugation and victory, downthrow and upheaval, and my effort is their self expression.
It don’t mean nothing, drive on.
I’d love to wear a rainbow everyday, & tell the world that everything’s okay. But until we start to make a move to make a few things right, you’ll never see me wear a suit of white.
I am just a dreamer, but you are just a dream.
You could have been anyone to me.
I have seen the future, brother, it is murder.
So may the sunrise bring hope where it once was forgotten.
Sons are like birds, flying always over the mountain.