Marcel Antonio
pause for the human animal in its coat of many colors. pause for the myth of america. pause for the myth of america.
—Lucille Clifton
Anything that moves into fire goes through these color stages. Likewise with the fire of God’s love. When someone first moves into that, he or she is sad and bereft, ashen. Then comes the ecstasy of illumination, red-orange. Then the shining obliteration of white-hot.
—Bahauddin
Reading is like thinking, like praying, like talking to a friend, like expressing your ideas, like listening to other people’s ideas, like listening to music (oh yes), like looking at the view, like taking a walk on the beach.
—Roberto Bolaño















