we do not explain my husband's insane abuse and we do not say why your wild-haired wife has fled or that my father opened like a walnut and then was dead. Your palms fold over me like knees. Love is the only use.
The man inside of woman ties a knot so that they will never again be separate.
I am out of practice at living. You are as brave as a motorcycle.
So I won't hang around in my hospital shift, repeating The Black Mass and all of it. I say Live, Live because of the sun, the dream, the excitable gift.
I would sell my life to avoid the pain that begins in the crib with its bars or perhaps with your first breath when the planets drill your future into you.
After a disaster strikes, it can be very devastating and very challenging. You're going to need a lot of strength and energy, and the American Red Cross suggests you go for the high protein items.
being sixteen in the pants I died full of questions
Every time I get happy the Nana-hex comes through. Birds turn into plumber's tools, a sonnet turns into a dirty joke, a wind turns into a tracheotomy, a boat turns into a corpse.
Blue eyes wash off sometimes.
I was spread out dailyand examined for flaws.
There once was a miller with a daughter as lovely as a grape. He told the king that she could spin gold out of common straw. The king summoned the girl and locked her in a room full of straw and told her to spin it into gold or she would die like a criminal. Poor grape with no one to pick. Luscious and round and sleek. Poor thing. To die and never see Brooklyn. (Rumpelstiltskin)
All considerations for these human remains! They must have an escort! They are classified!
For forty days, for forty nights Jesus put one foot in front of the other and the man he carried, if it was a man, became heavier and heavier.
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 touch his vertical and horizontal axes! But I can't. Need is not quite belief.
Daylight is nobody's friend. God comes in like a landlord and flashes on his brassy lamp.
I did not know the woman I would be nor that blood would bloom in me each month like an exotic flower, nor that children, two monuments, would break from between my legs.
I love the word warm. It is almost unbearable-- so moist and breathlike.
All the oxygen of the world was in them. All the feet of the babies of the world were in them. All the crotches of the angels of the world were in them. All the morning kisses of Philadelphia were in them.
Oh, darling, let your body in, let it tie you in, in comfort.
Well, one gets out of bed and the planets don't always hiss or muck up the day, each day.
I have been cut in two.
Death's in the good-bye.
Then God spoke to me and said: People say only good things about Christmas. If they want to say something bad, they whisper.
My heart is on a budget. It keeps me on the brink.
I put the gold star up in the front window beside the flag. Alterations is what I know and what I did: hems, gussets and seams.
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