H.S. Crow Quotes

it isn't that we're alone or not alonewhose voice do you want mine? yours?

that stone Buddha deserves all the birdshit it getsI wave my skinny arms like a tall flower in the wind

I'd love to give you somethingbut what would help?

Hearing a crow with no mouthCry in the deepDarkness of the night, I feel a longing forMy father before he was born.

The world we write is but a dappled expression of the one in which we live.

Anything for you, Dru. And I mean it. Now, be quiet and let me concentrate.

That one doesn’t count. The poor scoundrel is deaf, but he makes a fine sniffer. How do you think we found you?

Little dove, tread carefully in your dreams. You are not alone in them. Others seek them too.

We can have no significant understanding of any culture unless we also know the silences that were intentionally created and guaranteed along with it.– Gerald Sider.

A violinist fiddled.With strings resined for winter.Summer's light splintered.

Wonder feeds our best intelligence and is perhaps its source.

Raw anguish slithers through my brittle bones as the deathly call rots the air. Who murdered you old friend? The forest has no words to identify the hand, only erratic echo.

Let my sight end. Let the dark tides of Nyx ebb away beneath the white sands of null. Let our pale mother spread once more!

Humans, so easily electrified by the snap, crackle, pop of blood, brutality, and butchery.

The only person between you and you success is you.

You deny the existence of magic. It's tragic. Aren't you a child born from the ashes of stars? Born from light to decide a life?

Grandma's house had the atmosphere of a Tupperware box left out in the sun. Like a tropical flower, she had to be kept warm and moist at all times, or she would wilt and die.

Every kid's afraid of that right? That someday you'll be left in a corner, like a toy, staring with button eyes and a broken heart.

I love you!" he shouted, his eyes glowing laser green."I love you, okay? I'm not some hopeless retard you pull along behind you because you feel sorry for him! I love you and I'm going to prove it!

It's woman's power, food is. You be sure you know where'n the hook is before swallerin' it, Dru. You mind me, now.

Nothing's ever all bad if you think hard enough about it.

I was born with my eyes turned inward.

Graves leaned forward, eyeing me. “Hey, Dru. You were French-kissing awinged snake. Creeptastic.

clouds very high looknot one word helped them get up there

born born everything is always bornthinking about it try not to

Being there doesn't mean I'm present. I exist only in words. I want to be transmuted fully to white page and ink.

Wonder, as a quality of intellect, has fallen from favor.

We yearn for a stranger to poke around in our heart. Such an irrational thing it is. Flutter once and lunacy behold.

He could inspire ballads. He could inspire wars.

Who. Hit. You?

Well, clearly not. Goodness boss, just look at those filthy paws. I’ve never seen any fish carry paws like those. Usually they are cleaner.

Metaphor is a slippery eel, if it wasn't for its shock I'd stick to the easy catch of prose.

Nobody has ever looked at me the way he’s looking at me at this moment. Like I’m his possession. Like if anyone else were to touch me, he’d break both their legs and an arm for good measure.

The problem is normal was'nt in my DNA. I was destined to be forever freakish.

I’m not a serpent, Father. I’m a crow.

The condition of women in a nation is the real measure of its progress.