I'd trapped myself in a script.... But to be scripted at all is to be prepackaged, programmed, pinned to a page. Only the unwritten can truly live a life. So who I was, what I was, had to be unwritten.
But I finally concluded that it is an inalienable right of lovers everywhere to become temporarily worthless to the world, it may even be their duty. - David James Duncan
But I finally concluded that it is an inalienable right of lovers everywhere to become temporarily worthless to the world, it may even be their duty.
- David James Duncan
Our lack of community is intensely painful. A TV talk show is not community. A couple of hours in a church pew each Sabbath is not community. A multi… - David James Duncan
Our lack of community is intensely painful. A TV talk show is not community. A couple of hours in a church pew each Sabbath is not community. A multi…
The bad thing about falling into pieces is that it hurts. The good thing about it is that once you're lying there in shards you've got nothing left t… - David James Duncan
The bad thing about falling into pieces is that it hurts. The good thing about it is that once you're lying there in shards you've got nothing left t…
And so I learned what solitude really was. It was raw material - awesome, malleable,older than men or worlds or water. And it was merciless - for it … - David James Duncan
And so I learned what solitude really was. It was raw material - awesome, malleable,older than men or worlds or water. And it was merciless - for it …
Punctuationally speaking, wonder is a period at the end of a statement we've long taken for granted, suddenly looking up and seeing the sinuous curve… - David James Duncan
Punctuationally speaking, wonder is a period at the end of a statement we've long taken for granted, suddenly looking up and seeing the sinuous curve…
Then in October, Indian Summer, the air turned so soft, the sunlight so fragile, and each day's loveliness so poignantly doomed that even self-ignora… - David James Duncan
Then in October, Indian Summer, the air turned so soft, the sunlight so fragile, and each day's loveliness so poignantly doomed that even self-ignora…
We hear nothing so clearly as what comes out of silence. - David James Duncan
We hear nothing so clearly as what comes out of silence.
Music is just a word for something we love largely because it consists of things that words can't express. Likewise, the heart is just a word for som… - David James Duncan
Music is just a word for something we love largely because it consists of things that words can't express. Likewise, the heart is just a word for som…
And into the brown paper bag of my heart, Eddy slipped a smile. - David James Duncan
And into the brown paper bag of my heart, Eddy slipped a smile.
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