People are obscenities. Would rather be music than be a mass of tubes squeezing semisolids around itself for a few decades before becoming so dribblesome it'll no longer function.

One cannot pass by without thinking of the density of men in the ground.

I really wish they hadn't made the set out of asbestos.

I feel like something important has happened to me. Is this possible?

...there ain't no journey what don't change you some.

…and there, in the background, the sky’s sediment had sunk to a place where all the woe of the words ‘I am’ dissolved into blue peace. He said it. ‘The ocean.

Often I think boys don’t become men. Boys just get papier-mâchéd inside a man’s mask. Sometimes you can tell the boy is still in there.