I knew exactly what I was doing: I was doing nothing. because I knew there was nothing to do.

it doesn't matter if Prince Charles falls off his horse or that the hummingbird is so seldom seen or that we are too senseless to go insane. coffee. give us more of that NOTHING coffee.

I will remember the kisses our lips raw with love and how you gave me everything you had and how I offered you what was left of me, and I will remember your small room the feel of you the light in the window your records your books our morning coffee our noons our nights our bodies spilled together sleeping the tiny flowing currents immediate and forever your leg my leg your arm my arm your smile and the warmth of you who made me laugh again.

I will put on my shoes and shirt and get out of here - it'll be better for all of us.

Complaint is often the result of an insufficient ability to live within the obvious restrictions of this god damned cage.

Gradually I came to realize that my understanding of women goes only as far as the pleasure is concerned.

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