We are hardly ever as strong as that which we create.

Show me a man who lives alone and has a perpetually clean kitchen, and 8 times out of 9 I'll show you a man with detestable spiritual qualities.

my 6 foot goddess makes me laugh the laughter of the mutilated who still need love... she has saved me from everything that is not here

and then there are some who believe that old relationships can be revived and made new again. but please if you feel that way don't phone don't write don't arrive

We're all going to die, all of us, what a circus! That alone should make us love each other but it doesn't. We are terrorized and flattened by trivialities, we are eaten up by nothing.

Poetry is what happens when nothing else can.

Her eyes always had a frantic, lost look. He could never cure her eyes of that.