Live it up so you can write it down.

So this was how you died, in whispers that you did not hear.

He rested sitting on the un-stepped mast and sail and tried not to think but only to endure.

And if there is not any such thing as a long time, nor the rest of your lives, nor from now on, but there is only now, why then now is the thing to praise and I am very happy with it.

Love is something that hangs up behind the bathroom door and smells of Lysol.

But perhaps he had enough animal strength and detached intelligence that he could make another start.

Drinking wine was not a snobbism nor a sign of sophistication nor a cult; it was as natural as eating and to me as necessary.