Stunned and still not suffering. Swollen with care and anxiety and still not suffering. Useless, old and full of grief, but still not suffering.

Garages, barns and attics are always older than the buildings to which they are attached.

Be With Me In The Phases Of My Work Because My Brain Feels Like It Has Been Whipped And I Yearn To Make A Small Perfect Thing Which Will Live In Your Morning Like Curious Static Through A President's Elegy Or A Nude Hunchback Acquiring A Tan On The Crowded Oily Beach.

Your hair upon the pillow like a sleepy golden storm

Raise a million filters and the rain will not be clean, until the longing for it be refined in deep confession.

Love is the only engine of survival

G-d is alive. Magic is afoot. G-d is afoot. Magic is alive.