And if you have found your voice, you can be heard
And if the road leads nowhere?’ He shrugged. ‘Turn your Nowhere into Somewhere.
Where will we go next, when there are no more wildernesses?
Every moment you steal from the present is a moment you have lost for ever. There's only now.
You're drunk.That's right I am. I'm fifty-three and I'm as wild as a Welshman with a leek up his arse. Fifty-three. Old slag Gail. What right has she to poke her nose into your shining armour? That's...
You were loved then and you are loved now. Isn’t that enough?
With faith, all things are possible.
Why was money worth everything when you had none of it, and nothing when you had too much?
To lose someone you loveIs to alter your life forever...The pain stops, there are new people,But the gap never closes...
The point about food is that a lot of it used to be left-overs and recycling.
The fossil record is always there, whether or not you discover it. The brittle ghosts of the past. Memory is not like the surface of the water - either troubled or still. Memory is layered. What you w...
The dark forest looked on fire. The trees were lit up like funeral pyres. She thought she saw bodies strapped to the trees, burning, burning, burning.
The asynarte city; two rhythms unconnected, profanity, holiness, and out of that strange bed, art.
The Buddhists say there are 149 ways to God. I'm not looking for God, only for myself, and that is far more complicated. God has had a great deal written about Him; nothing has been written about me....
St. Paul said it is better to marry than to burn, but my mother taught me it is better to burn than to marry.
She was fragile, gentle, wide awake in a sleeping world.
She must find a boat and sail in it. No guarantee of shore. Only a conviction that what she wanted could exist, if she dared to find it.
Perhaps it is worse when love has flowed freely to find it one day dammed.
Perhaps all romance is like that; not a contract between equal parties but an explosion of dreams and desires that can find no outlet in everyday life.
People do go back, but they don't survive, because two realities are claiming them at the same time. Such things are too much.