“All efforts of reason and analysis are, in a word, like trying to slice through a watermelon with sewing needles. They may leave marks on the outer rind, but the fruity pulp will remain perpetually out of reach.”
“But happiness is not always loud and bright and crowded. Happiness ripens like a watermelon, sweet and rosy on the inside with only a thin top layer altogether free of small black pits. And, like a watermelon, the whole thing can be covered with a plain dark rind.”
“What is a quote? A quote (cognate with quota) is a cut, a section, a slice of someone's orange. You suck the slice, toss the rind, skate away.”
“Wanted: a needle swift enough to sew this poem into a blanket”
“I have always pictured accupuncture like falling into a box of sewing needles, and then standing up refreshed and free of pain.”
“You can appreciate the good things all around you, but the best part is imminent, just out of reach. Like... perpetual anticipation.”