February 2012
“She’s no novice in the philosophy of ‘why’ or ‘why not..’ “
S:”So you’re saying there’s no difference between the artist and the person?”
T:”I’m saying there’s no difference between the artist and the pervert.”
Today, I ate my last bowl of Ramen on Steinway Street. Few people will understand the meaning of this.
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There are no righteous men but wicked masters who established the reign of the...
– Albert Camus; Exile and the Kingdom
We are all like partially insane people with areas of lucidity. When I am with...
– Anais Nin; Fire
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There is someone in her life that stops her from loving me and no one in the vice versa of my life.
“See her smilin’ at him? That used to be me. I could find her in a thunderstorm, just by the way that the rain would fall. And we used to be something. but somethin’ happened to me. Oh, my God, when I was free .”
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I needed Gods to steer by and keep me spellbound.
– Donald Newlove;Those Drinking Days
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My means are twisted, crooked, dishonest, but often because I act upon an...
– Anais Nin; Fire
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Great slaking thirst artists, masters made strong by hearts of alcohol, bolting out pages of genius but overwhelmingly haunted. Drink was their first sign, but if not drink mere madness would do. Poe, Baudelaire, Celine, Artaud, overflowing deranged angels of the highest order of light. I wanted plenty, superfluity, imagination in excess. Bittersweet torment to match my own, brimming and running...
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Weary of being a woman. An obscure fear of what happens when you are an exciting...
– Anais Nin, Fire
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