Do we simply stare at what is horrible and forgive it?

I sleep. I dream. I make up things that I would never say. I say them very quietly.

If you love me, Henry, you don’t love me in a way I understand.

Sometimes you get so close to someone you end up on the other side of them.

You see, I take the parts that I remember and stitch them back together to make a creature that will do what I say or love me back.

He was pointing at the moon, but I was looking at his hand.

We have not touched the stars, nor are we forgiven, which brings us back to the hero’s shoulders and the gentleness that comes, not from the absence of violence, but despite the abundance of it.

Everyone needs a place. It shouldn't be inside of someone else.

Is that too much to expect? That I would name the stars for you? That I would take you there? The splash of my tongue melting you like a sugar cube?

You play along, because you want to die for love, you always have.

You wanted happiness, I can’t blame you for that, and maybe a mouth sounds idiotic when it blathers on about joy but tell me you love this, tell me you’re not miserable.

Only by externalization, by entering into social relationships, can we develop the interiority of our own person.

You should *have* an experience

What I was caught up in, I dimly understood, was the embodiment of history

I wrote my own verses. Anything I did, I wrote myself.

What FC Bayern has become is thanks to Gerd Mueller.

Prejudice: Sometimes it's like a hair across your cheek. You can't see it, you can't find it with your fingers, but you keep brushing at it because the feel of it is irritating.

The Eucharist is the supreme proof of the love of Jesus. After this, there is nothing more but Heaven itself

I've weighed 100 lbs. soaking wet since puberty.

I would never put my songs in a commercial.

The most precious thing in life is its uncertainty