Don’t worry if they say you’re crazy. They said that about me and yet I was saner than all of them. I knew. No matter. You know. Insane or sane, you ….

To tell the truth days are all the same size and words aren't much company..

Maybe I am becoming a hermit, opening the door for only a few special animals? Maybe my skull is too crowded and it has no opening through which to f….

I’m lost. And it’s my own fault. It’s about time I figured out that I can’t ask people to keep me found..

Be careful of words, / ... they can be both daisies and bruises..

As it has been said: Love and a cough cannot be concealed. Even a small cough. Even a small love..

I am crazy as hell, but I know it. And knowing it is a kind of sanity that makes the sickness worse..

The sanest thing in this world is love..

The future is a fog that is still hanging out over the sea, a boat that floats home or does not..

Then all this became history. Your hand found mine. Life rushed to my fingers like a blood clot. Oh, my carpenter, the fingers are rebuilt. They danc….

And thus Snow White became the prince's bride. The wicked queen was invited to the wedding feast and when she arrived there were red-hot iron shoes, ….

Dead drunk is the term I think of, insensible, neither cool nor warm, without a head or a foot. To be drunk is to be intimate with a fool..

If the doctors cure then the sun sees it. If the doctors kill then the earth hides it. The doctors should fear arrogance more than cardiac arrest..

think of innocent Icarus who is doing quite well: larger than a sail, over the fog and the blast of the plushy ocean, he goes. Admire his wings!.

God has a brown voice, as soft and full as beer..

Oh sharp diamond, my mother! I could not count the cost of all your faces, your moods that present that I lost. Sweet girl, my deathbed, my jewel-fin….

The place I live in is a kind of maze and I keep seeking the exit or the home..

Please God, we're all right here. Please leave us alone. Don't send death in his fat red suit and his ho-ho baritone..

Talk to me about sadness. I talk about it too much in my own head but I never mind others talking about it either; I occasionally feel like I tremend….

There is hope. There is hope everywhere. Today God give milk and I have the pail..

True. There is a beautiful Jesus. He is frozen to his bones like a chunk of beef. How desperately he wanted to pull his arms in! How desperately I to….