Life should always be like this. ... Like lingering over a good meal.

Being in the library is so addictive for me that I really have to exercise self-control so I can get some writing done at home.

Oleander time, she said. Lovers who kill each other now will blame it on the wind.

Just because a poet said something didn’t mean it was true, only that it sounded good.

like a kid kicked out of class. humiliated and free.

What was beauty unless you intended to use it, like a hammer, or a key? It was just something for other people to use and admire, or envy, despise. To nail their dreams onto like a picture hanger on a blank wall. And so many girls saying, use me, dream me.

at least if you were ignorant you could do wat you wanted. you had no idea wat had been acheived in the past. you were free instead of chewed at by bleeding impotence, dissolved away like a pearl in acid