When an ecstatic is asked the question, What is it that love dares the self to do? she will answer: Love dares the self to leave itself behind, to enter into poverty.

Words bounce. Words, if you let them, will do what they want to do and what they have to do.

One of the principle qualities of pain is that it demands an explanation.

To be running breathlessly, but not yet arrived, is itself delightful, a suspended moment of living hope.

The words we read and words we write never say exactly what we mean. The people we love are never just as we desire them. The two symbola never perfectly match. Eros is in between.

You remember too much," my mother said to me recently. "Why hold onto all that?" And I said, "where can I put it down?

Why does tragedy exist? Because you are full of rage. Why are you full of rage? Because you are full of grief.

Myths are stories about people who become too big for their lives temporarily, so that they crash into other lives or brush against gods. In crisis their souls are visible.

Under the seams runs the pain.

When I desire you a part of me is gone.

If your way of life is writing, then everything that happens becomes a sentence.

If you can't write clearly, you probably don't think nearly as well as you think you do.

Look yourself... staring into the monitor... and your time is going to be lost like that...First secondsSecond minutesThird hours

Silence isn't golden and it surely doesn't mean consent, so start practicing the art of communication.

What don't kill me... Had better start running!

It frightened people when you were honest; it shocked them.

The good quarterbacks in this league, if you're not playing your best, sometimes will win a game for you

Life is meaningless; man's biggest challenge is to make it meaningful!

No human being, when you understand his desires, is worthless. No one's life is nothing.

I can connect Nothing with nothing

I see planets that don't exist and landscapes that have only been dreamed.