起死回生

all the things lost

index mail about pieces
Sometimes I’m terrified of my heart; of it’s constant hunger for whatever it is it wants. The way it starts and stops.
Edgar Allan Poe
And we ourselves, what do we oppose, with this random flicker of light in us that we call brain and feeling, how can we do battle against this flood; what has permanence? Our lives too stream away, down the unlighted avenues, past the strip of time, unidentified.
Virginia Woolf, from The Waves 
Learn to love solitude. To be more alone with yourselves. The problem with young people is their carrying out noisy and agressive actions not to feel lonely. And this is a sad thing.The individual must learn to be on his own as a child for this doesn’t mean to be alone: it means not to get bored with oneself, which is a very dangerous symptom, almost a disease.
Andrei Tarkovsky, from A Message To Young People 
I loved you so much once. I did. More than anything in the whole wide world. Imagine that. What a laugh that is now. We were so intimate once upon a time I can’t believe it now. I think that’s the strangest thing of all now. The memory of being that intimate with somebody. We were so intimate I could puke. I can’t imagine ever being that intimate with somebody else. I haven’t been.
Raymond Carver, Where I’m Calling From 
dear hands: i get it. you like writing poetry. but you can’t bring a metaphor to a gun fight.
Rudy Francisco 
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