Most days I live awed by the world we have still, rather than mourning the worlds we have lost. The bandit mask of a cedar waxwing on a bare branch a few feet away; the clear bright sun of a frozen winter noon; the rise of Orion in the eastern evenin...
The worse thing I have done in my life is Diary writing.... a wastage of time, wastage of papers filled with some imaginary feelings and bunch of silly activities done each day.... I cant feel any glimpse of appreciable work done by me, as whatever r...
Barry: Top 5 songs about death. A Laura's Dad tribute list, okay? Okay. Leader of the Pack. The guy fuckin' beefs it on his motorcycle and dies, right? Dead Man's Curve. Jan & Dean. Dick: Do you know that right after they recorded that song Jan himse...
...the arts and criminality have always flourished side by side.
Through the darkness of night, Light will lead the way.
Sometimes what we want isn't what we need.
Even monsters need to rest between monstrosities.
What looked like morning was the beginning of endless night
Night falls over Machu Picchu to the sound of Abba's 'Dancing Queen'.
Hacks didn't destroy, they just...creatively amended.
Clumsiness would be just as deadly an opponent.
That was the only decision there was once upon a time: what to do with the night.
Battle day and night against the guile of oblivion...
He was being about as protective as a can-opener.
Being crazy, for the rest of us, is a form of sanity.
When I get into bed at night, I hope I don't get into it alone!
Some nights, we were a city of two.
At night the sky is pure astronomy.
The greater the love, the greater the tragedy when it's over.
Sleep is an under-ocean dipped into each night.
Well, wasn't this a night for firsts. Sex. Arson. Pants.
