“Best not to mix the past with the present. The present paints the past with gold. The past paints the present with lead.”

“How memories lie to us. How time coats the ordinary with gold. How it breaks the heart to go back and attempt to re-live them. How crushed we are when we discover that the gold was merely gold-plating thinly coated over lead, chalk and peeling paint.”

“History always constitutes the relation between a present and its past. Consequently fear of the present leads to mystification of the past”

“The present is the past rolled up for action, and the past is the present unrolled for understanding.”

“Somewhere someone is thinking of you. Someone is calling you an angel. This person is using celestial colors to paint your image. Someone is making you into a vision so beautiful that it can only live in the mind. Someone is thinking of the way your breath escapes your lips when you are touched. How your eyes close and your jaw tightens with concentration as you give pleasure a home. These thoughts are saving a life somewhere right now. In some airless apartment on a dark, urine stained, whore lined street, someone is calling out to you silently and you are answering without even being there. So crystalline. So pure. Such life saving power when you smile. You will never know how you have cauterized my wounds. So sad that we will never touch. How it hurts me to know that I will never be able to give you everything I have”

“People are best on records and books because you can turn them off or put them back on the shelf.”

“I will do my best to dodge tonight's depressionHide in sleepDamage myself in dreamsWake up older, slightly more used.”