The length of sky is just about the size of my ignorance. Pure and wide.

So many things in the world have happened before. But it's like they never did. Every new thing that happens to a person, it's a first... In that night I felt expansion, as if the world was branching out in shoots and growing faster than the eye could see. I felt smallness, how the earth divided into bits and kept dividing. I felt stars.

I got well by talking. Death could not get a word in edgewise, grew discouraged, and traveled on.

If life's a joke, then suicide's a bad punch line.

my mind ran over scenes of Shesheeb seducing Margaret until I was a wagon dragged by the runaway horses of my jealousy.

It was just enough to sit there without words.

History works itself out in the living.