Let my lusts be my ruin, then, since all else is a fake and a mockery.

One must be drenched in words, literally soaked in them, to have the right ones form themselves into the proper pattern at the right moment.

Love: a burnt match skating in a urinal.

Permit me voyage, love, into your hands.

Goodbye, everybody! (Suicide note)

I can remember much forgetfulness.

Stars scribble on our eyes the frosty sagas, The gleaming cantos of unvanquished space. (Cape Hatteras

One must be drenched in words, literally soaked in them.

[The essences of things] are suspended on the invisible dimension whose vibrance has been denied the human eye at all times save in the intuition of ecstasy.

The fact that The Bridge contains folk lore and other material suitable to the epic form need not therefore prove its failure as a long lyric poem, with interrelated sections.

And so it was I entered the broken world To trace the visionary company of love, its voice An instant in the wind (I know not whither hurled) But not for long to hold each desperate choice.

i’m going to love again so quietlyno one will know i’m home.

Never let hatred give you an escort. It will drag your attention from all fortunes along the way.

The psyche of some people, whether through innate structure or via adaption to personal experiences, is uniquely adept for absolute aloneness.

I’m not an easy lay, I won’t do a one-night stand, and my father is a mob boss with a short temper and a collection of guns. Still want to take me out?” - Ana Avdonin

I know it was wonderful but I don't know how I did it.

Kissing power is stronger than will power: Girls need to "prove their love" like a moose needs a hat rack.

My tactic is to make eyes at someone.

When One Great Scorer comes to write against your name, He marks, not that you won or lost, but how you played the game.

Work at something you enjoy and that's worthy of your time and talent.

You are as you are, an indescribable message on the air.