It is we who move through time, not the reverse. When we walk beyond any one of life’s instants, it becomes nothing more than a receding milestone. We can look back, but we cannot retrace our steps. The past remains stationary, while we are doomed ...
The past is set down in a thousand thousand indelible scrolls. But the future is a blank parchment forever in wait of a present.
I don’t care how smart you are. You’ll never understand how little you really know until you’ve had a woman.
Alone with my wine and my misery, I was convinced that life was composed of a string of “if only’s” leading from one self-inflicted bungle to the next until at some point, one’s final iteration of the excuse became one’s final utterance, an...
It is laughable how often good manners interfere with my survival.
There is no such thing as unrequited love; the phrase ought to be stricken from the lexicon. Love is a thing shared, an intertwining of essential separateness into something not quite alone. There is nothing like it under the heavens. Like bread, it ...
