The atom was split by persistence.
It’s the little deceptions that no one catches that are going to dissolve it all someday. We’ll look at clocks and we won’t believe the hands. They’ll forecast sun but we’ll pack our slickers anyway.
I could see tall ideas standing up behind his eyes.
Purple Noon.
Our faith was a flickering flame.
Just breathing can be such a luxury sometimes.
He knows, as all the cleverest ones do, that no human being is so interesting that he can't make himself more interesting still by acting retarded at random intervals.
I have very specific advice for aspiring writers: go to New York. And if you can't go to New York, go to the place that represents New York to you, where the standards for writing are high, there are...
Philippe,
Love is a powerful painkiller.
The mist just keeps on lifting and soon I'll be able to see all the way, as far as the earth's curvature allows. It's a blessing, that curvature, that hidden hemisphere-if we could take it all in at o...
Instead of filling in the blanks, I wanted to be blank and be filled in.
His voice sounded more sincere in these surroundings, less distorted by pride and pain.
Art, art of any kind, shows that folks are trying.
Truth from him, is a swan dive through a mirror into a whirlpool.
If you’ve helped someone die, there is nothing I can tell you. If you haven’t, I don’t want to tell you. But I must, or what came later may make no sense.
His thoughts were clearly still shoving him further away, toward some ultimate dark drama that he might or might not have actually lived through but whose telling would let out the pressure inside his...
Behind the building rose towering, aged pine trees whose shadows fell crabbed and arthritic across the lawn. The lawn was expansive and in good, green shape. It offered contrast. It was like a fresh h...
Epistemological
You thought you were found but you realize that you were lost, and someday you may discover that you’re lost now.