Occupation: Author Birth: April 20, 1939
You have to be very deep to be dead, he thought, and I'm not. He began to have some concept of forever, and his mind shivered as his body had when he….
I am afraid! It is not starving I fear, or talking to people, or even being alone. But I cannot bear to be useless and ineffectual. There must be som….
Ah, love may be strong, but a habit is stronger, And I knew when I loved by the way I behaved..
The most professional curse ever snarled or croaked or thundered can have no effect on a pure heart..
Unicorns are immortal. It is their nature to live alone in one place: usually a forest where there is a pool clear enough for them to see themselves ….
Walking by yourself in the rain is for college kids who think loneliness makes poets..
Avicenna California...Museum of my twisted youth, vault of my dearest and most disgusting memories..
I suppose I could understand it if men had simply forgotten unicorns, but not to see them at all, to look at them and see something else — what do th….
But I must go on," said the Lady Amalthea, "for it is never finished. Even when I wake, I cannot tell what is real, and what I am dreaming as I move ….
Marveling at his own boldness, he said softly, "I would enter your sleep if I could, and guard you there, and slay the thing that hounds you, as I wo….
Ah. My story. Are you certain you wish to hear it? It is long, unlikely, and remarkably unedifying -- shameful, even, to come from a minister's lips.….
All lives are composed of two basic elements," the squirrel said, "purpose and poetry. By being ourselves, squirrel and raven, we fulfill the first r….
The woman I loved died because I did not love her enough - what greater sin is there than that?" (Uncle Chaim and Aunt Fifke and the Angel).
song of elli (old age) "What is plucked will grow again, What is slain lives on, What is stolen will remain What is gone is gone... What is sea-born ….
The tune was wailing and mournful, almost flagrantly so, and the total effect was of a heartbroken piccolo being parted forever from its bagpipe love….
You were the one who taught me," he said. "I never looked at you without seeing the sweetness of the way the world goes together, or without sorrow f….
But I still feel I waste a lot of time leaning on my elbow and thinking to myself, 'alright sucker, now what?'.
There are honest people in the world, but only because the devil considers their asking prices ridiculous..
But what I thought, and what I still think, and always will, is that she saw me. Nobody else has ever seen me — me, Jenny Gluckstein — like that. Not….
My son, your ineptitude is so vast, your incompetence so profound, that I am certain you are inhabited by greater power than I have ever known..
The Unicorn Sonata... tells us that our true home is often right around the corner, if we'd only open our eyes - and our ears - to find it..