Love is bitter and all there is, and that the rest is for the emotional beggars of the earth.

We grew up founding our dreams on the infinite promise of American advertising.

It seemed to Alabama that, reaching her goal, she would drive the devils that had driven her - that, in proving herself, she would achieve that peace which she imagined went only in surety of one’s self - that she would be able, through the medium of the dance, to command her emotions, to summon love or pity or happiness at will, having provided a channel through which they might flow. She drove herself mercilessly, and the summer dragged on.

Something in me vibrates to a dusky, dreamy smell of dying moons and shadows.

It is the loose ends with which men hang themselves.

She quietly expected great things to happen to her, and no doubt that’s one of the reasons why they did.

I'm just not the same. Half of me is out there looking for you and the other half is wishing i didn't have to." I don't want to live - I want to love first, And live incidentally. Don't-don't ever think of the things you can't give me-You've trusted me with the dearest heart of all-and it's so damn much more than anybody else in all the world has ever had.