November 15, 2010 at 7:30 pm (Uncategorized)

Why don’t you try to do without him, why don’t you try to live alone? Do you really need his hands for your passion? Do you really need his heart for your throne? Do you need his labor for your baby? Do you need his beast for the bone? Do you need to hold a leash to be a lady? I know that you can make it, you can make it on your own. –Leonard Cohen, “Why Don’t You Try”

It is a curious sensation: the sort of pain that goes mercifully beyond our powers of feeling. When your heart is broken, your boats are burned: nothing matters any more. It is the end of happiness and the beginning of peace. –George Bernard Shaw, “Heartbreak House”

The worst thing: to give yourself away in exchange for not enough love. –Joyce Carol Oates

Since you walked out on me
I’m getting lovelier by the hour.
I glow like a corpse in the dark.
No one sees how round and sharp
my eyes have grown
how my carcass looks like a glass urn,
how I hold up things in the rags of my hands,
the way I can stand through crippled by lust.
No, there’s just your cruelty circling
my head like a bright rotting halo.
–Nina Cassian, “Lady of Miracles”

Maybe there’s a god above
but the only thing I learned from love
was how to shoot at somebody who outdrew you.
–Leonard Cohen, “Hallelujah”

It must happen to everyone. The last time you make love, you can’t know it will be the last. –Joyce Carol Oates, “Summer Sweat”

This heart, a trapped and
wounded bird, gnaws off its leg
in twitching panic.


The Lord is close to those
whose hearts are breaking.

~ Psalm 34:18


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