“We must live with our hearts in our hands - like Mary.We must hold the blood-red heart and no be disappointedwhen others look away.”

“Yes, it hurts to fall ache, tendernessbut each scar is a sign your system is working.”

“As I go under, I wonder if theres a reason for art?”

“She pours sugar on her life and drinks the artists marrow in the bone of her glass and she lives.”

“in the corner of the painting of successthe signature is blurred”

“Like the kite that caught up to the sky,painted with clouds, I lost track of it, but it was connected by string, something I was holding, something I could always bring back.”

“The challenge lies in knowing how to bring this sort of day to a close. His mind has been wound to a pitch of concentration by the interactions of the office. Now there are only silence and the fla...”

“Disillusioned, people simply carried out their work as intended, drinking away sobriety at the end of each hard shift and repeating the process until death.”

“My mind feels like a beehive without the buzz.”

“Leaving the feasibility of testicular transplants alone for the moment, she said, It was mostly my mistake.”

“Lust was edging confusion for the lead. Good sense had fallen far behind.”

“It was like he waved his magic wang, and I totally forgot how Im not a gullible teenager anymore.”

“Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of wi...”

“My dear,Find what you love and let it kill you.Let it drain you of your all. Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness.Let it kill you and let it devour your remains....”

“If you gave someone your heart and they died, did they take it with them? Did you spend the rest of forever with a hole inside you that couldn't be filled?”