hmm top 5 quotes/lyrics!
these are from me feverishly going through my notes because i have a terrible memory
“‘Do you ever yearn?’ ‘Yearn? Do I yearn?’ ‘I yearn.’ ‘You yearn?’ ‘Oh, yes. Yes, I yearn. Often I sit... and yearn. Have you yearned?’ ‘Well, not recently. I've craved. Constant craving. But I haven't yearned.’”
“If you are intolerable, let me be the one to tolerate you," I said, and then I kissed her and tasted the lemon juice on her lips.”
“Man shouldn’t be able to see his own face – there’s nothing more sinister. Nature gave him the gift of not being able to see it, and of not being able to stare into his own eyes. Only in the water of rivers and ponds could he look at his face. And the very posture he had to assume was symbolic. He had to bend over, stoop down, to commit the ignominy of beholding himself. The inventor of the mirror poisoned the human heart.”
“i do believe in love at first sight but i also believe that you would love absolutely anybody if you knew their story i also believe that the modern notion of romantic love is seriously misguided and it creates a lot of problems in our modern world i believe that we need to reevaluate this idea that we have of the nuclear family this idea that we have of 2.4 children this idea that we have that it’s adam and eve and not adam and steve i believe that it’s possible for all of us to be in love all the time with ourselves and with everyone around us”
“God I miss the days when you could show up to a stranger’s farm and he’d say “What’s your name, boy?” and you’d take off your hat and hold it to your chest to better let him see your face and reply “Why I ain’t got none, sir, on account of my mammy passed on before she could give me one” and he’d tell you he’s real damn sorry to hear that and ask what he can do you for and you’d tell him that you can’t read nor even write neither but you’re mighty good with horses and can mend them fallen fence posts what you saw on your way in and won’t ask for nothing much more than a hot meal and a warm barn to sleep in and he’d keep his wife and daughters inside but send his boy who ain’t got married yet even though his mama tells him he needs a woman out with a lantern and some stew at night and the two of you’d get to talkin and he’d throw you his flask to take a swig from and watch you drinkin from it while he leant against the door frame and when he finally got called back on up to the house again he’d take a sip from it too real slow-like like it weren’t the whiskey what he were tryna savour”
honorable mentions my favorite poems keeping things whole by mark strand and sleeping in the forest by mary oliver
