Richard Siken Quote Starters
I woke up in the morning and I didn't want anything, didn't do anything, couldn't do it anyway.
I say I want you inside me and you hold my head underwater. I say I want you inside me and you split me open with a knife.
Vanity makes you say things like "I deserved a better life than this."
I sleep. I dream. I make up things that I would never say. I say them very quietly.
Your world doesn't make sense.
Someone once told me that explaining is an admission of failure. I'm sure you remember, I was on the phone with you, sweetheart.
A man takes his sadness and throws it away but then he's still left with his hands.
I've been in your body and it was a carnival ride.
Tell me about the dream where we pull the bodies out of the lake and dress them in warm clothes again.
Love always wakes the dragon and suddenly, flames everywhere.
You're in a car with a beautiful boy, and he won't tell you that he loves you, but he loves you.
Is that too much to expect? That I would name the stars for you?
To them he is a mirror, but to you he is a room.
You want a better story. Who wouldn't?
Let's admit, without apology, what we do to each other.
If you love me, Henry, you don't love me in a way I understand.
He was pointing at the moon, but I was looking at his hand.
I am more than one thing, and not all of those things are good.
Fairy tales have rules. You are a princess or you aren't.
You wanted to think of yourself as someone who did these kinds of things. You wanted to be in love and he happened to get in the way.
We have not touched the stars, nor are we forgiven.
If this isn't a kingdom then I don't know what is.
Your body told me in a dream it's never been afraid of anything.
You swallow my heart and flee, but I want it back now, baby. I want it back.
Sorry about the blood in your mouth. I wish it was mine.
Everyone needs a place. It shouldn't be inside of someone else.
I'm sorry I came to your party and seduced you and left you bruised and ruined.
Everyone could see the way his muscles worked, the way we look like animals, his skin barely keeping him inside.
I'm pulling you out of the burning buildings and you say "I'll give you anything" but you never come through.
Dear Forgiveness, I saved a plate for you. Quit milling around the yard and come inside.
You wanted happiness, I can't blame you for that.
I swear, I end up feeling empty, like you've taken something out of me and I have to search my body for scars.
Oh, the things we invent when we are scared and want to be rescued.
I do believe his mouth is heaven, his kisses falling over me like stars.
He had green eyes, so I wanted to sleep with him. Green eyes flecked with yellow, dried leaves on the surface of a pool. You could drown in those eyes, I said.
Damn if there isn't anything sexier than a slender boy with a handgun, a fast car, a bottle of pills.
The entire history of human desire takes about seventy minutes to tell. Unfortunately, we don't have that kind of time.
You play along, because you want to die for love, you always have.
You're trembling, but he reaches over and he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist.
Moonlight making crosses on your body, and me putting my mouth on every one.
I wouldn't kill your pony. I'd like to believe it, anyway.
Imagine a story where everything goes wrong, where everyone has their back against the wall, where everyone is in pain and acting selfishly because if they don't, they'll die.
You're a train and I'm a train station and when I try to guess your trajectory I end up telling my own story.
The way you slam your body into mine reminds me I'm alive.
I'm just a writer. I write things down. I walk through your dreams and invent the future.
I couldn't get the boy to kill me, but I wore his jacket for the longest time.
Imagine a story, not of good against evil, but of need against need against need, where everyone is at cross-purposes and everyone is to blame.
You looked at me long enough to see something mysterious under all the gruff and bluster. Thanks.
In the wrong light anyone can look like a darkness.
You just wanted to prove there was one safe place, just one safe place where you could love him. You have not found that place yet.
This is not harmless. You are not breathing.
Lesson number one -- be sneaky and have a plan.
I know history. There are many names in history but none of them are ours.
You know that a boy who likes boys is a dead boy, unless he keeps his mouth shut, which is what you didn't do, because you are weak and hollow and it doesn't matter anymore.
Tell me how all this, and love too, will ruin us.
Sometimes you get so close to someone you end up on the other side of them.
When someone is trying to ditch you, kill you, never go back.
All wars are the same war.
We are all going forward. None of us are going back.
I'm not suggesting the world is good, that life is easy, or that any of us are entitled to better.
I wanted to be wanted and he was very beautiful, kissed with his eyes closed, and only felt good while moving.
Okay, so I'm the dragon. Big deal. You still get to be the hero.
Actually, you said Love, for you, is larger than the usual romantic love. It's like a religion. It's terrifying.
You take her out into the rain and you fall in love with her and she leaves you and you're desolate.
Sorry about the scene at the bottom of the stairwell and how I ruined everything by saying it out loud.
Someone is digging your grave right now.
There's a niche in his chest where a heart would fit perfectly.
Your co-workers ask if everything's okay and you tell them you're just tired.
Here is the repeated image of the lover destroyed.
At this point in the story so many things have gone wrong, so many bad decisions made, that it's a wonder anyone would want to continue reading.
Eventually something you love is going to be taken away.
I wanted to hurt you but the victory is that I could not stomach it.
Tell me we're dead and I'll love you even more.
I take the parts that I remember and stitch them back together to make a creature that will do what I say or love me back.
I am sad and angry and I want everyone to be alive again.
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