But I was in a little better physical shape every day, I was getting my looks back, and my spirits were rising, and this was all in all a happy time for me. All these weirdos, and me getting a little...
The first kiss plummeted him down a hole and popped him out into a world he thought he could get along in—as if he’d been pulling hard the wrong way and was now turned around headed downstream.
The Americans won't win. They're not fighting for their homeland. They just want to be good. In order to be good, they just have to fight awhile and then leave.
Harold's Bow and FoodBowl bowl bowl bowlFood food food foodThe miracle of the heavenly restaurantI mouth thisgreat dark sad eveningSuddenly they come for me in a limousineHow could I have believed I w...
Writing. It’s easy work. The equipment isn’t expensive, and you can pursue this occupation anywhere. You make your own hours, mess around the house in your pajamas, listening to jazz recordings and si...
There was a part of her she hadn’t yet allowed to be born because it was too beautiful for this place
The man hanging out of the wrecked car was still alive as I passed, and I stopped, grown a little more used to the idea now of how really badly broken he was, and made sure there was nothing I could d...
She looked up out of her voice and saw the angel.…and the entire message had no words. The entire message will be only the beat and direction of time. Yes is Now.The angel who says, It’s time.Is it ti...
It was there. It was. The long walk down the hall. The door opening. The beautiful stranger. The torn moon mended. Our fingers touching away the tears. It was there.
English words are like prisms. Empty, nothing inside, and still they make rainbows.
Now we had a stupid silence, the kind that always descends on people who are half in the bag.
I knew that, but he didn’t, and therefore I looked down into the great pity of a person’s life on this earth. I don’t mean that we all end up dead, that’s not the great pity. I mean that he couldn’t t...
He didn’t know what country he was in, but he was at home in the universe.
Who said it? – probably Confucius – I can’t beat a sculpture from a stone with a sledgehammer; I can’t free the soul of man by violence. Peace was here, peace was now. Peace promised in any other time...
There’s been a lie told. I’ve told it. I’m going to let the truth reclaim me. If I can’t survive that process, so be it.
She took my heat. Traded it to the devil for some bauble.
It was raining. Gigantic ferns leaned over us. The forest drifted down a hill. I could hear a creek rushing down among rocks. And you, you ridiculous people, you expect me to help you.
She had nothing in this world but her two hands and her crazy love for Jesus, who seemed, for his part, never to have heard of her.
Its always been my tendency to lie to doctors, as if good health consisted only of the ability to fool them.
She was a woman, a traitor, and a killer. Males and females wanted her. But I was the only one who ever could have loved her.