“Is there such a thing as being too happy?”

“Even the tiniest of flowers can have the toughest roots.”

“Thats what mountains do, they taunt you, lure you to the freedom of the wilderness, and it is fucking exhilarating.”

“When youre in the wild, theres nothing to hide behind. No bars or credit cards or movie theatres or cell phones or credentials or security. Youre just alone with yourself. You look around and lose ...”

“Her eyes remind me of the Pacific: Raging. Fearless. Restless.”

“Who am I fooling? Bad dreams never end. We just pretend they arent there.”

“But youre out of another world old kid You ought to live on top of the Woolworth Building in an apartment made of cutglass and cherry blossoms.”

“[Poem: Slates of Grey]Sullen faces like slates of greyWhat Id seen on a walk today.Bodies rushing bodies boltingTime for life a disregarding.Money to make and to grow oldWhat about the hands to hol...”

“I would describe the distinction between city and landscape like this: cities tend to excite and agitate me; they make me feel big or small, self-confident, proud, curious, excited, tense, annoyed....”