It's like a bear stumbling into a beehive or a honey cache: I'm stumbling right into it and getting stuck, and it's delicious and it's horrible and I'm in it and it's not very graceful and it's very awkward and it's very painful and yet there's something inevitable about it.

You live your life as if it's real.......a thousand kisses deep

I found that things became a lot easier when I no longer expected to win. You abandon your masterpiece and sink into the real masterpiece.

The Dream" "O I had such a wonderful dream, she said. I dreamed you made love to me. At last, he said to himself, the spirit has taken up some of the heavy work.

The art of longing's over, and it's never coming back.

He can love the shape of human beings, the fine and twisted shapes of the heart. It is good to have among us such men, such balancing monsters of love.

Dream after dream we all lie in each other's arms