the beautiful are found in the edge of a room crumpled into spiders and needles and silence and we can never understand why they left,they were so beautiful. they dont make it, the beautiful die young and leave the ugly to their ugly lives.
Let' em learn or let' em die
If you want to know who your friends are, get yourself a jail sentence.
I never pump up my vulgarity. I wait for it to arrive in its own terms.
one more creature dizzy with love
The courage it took to get out of bed each morning to face the same things over and over was enormous.