There are easy ways to bring back summer in the snowstorm
How I admired people who talked about their vices as though they were distant relatives they’d learn to put up with because they couldn’t quite disown them.
I wish I knew how to calibrate my kiss the way he did but passion allows us to hide more.
How historians explain time is one thing, but how we live time is quite another.
I think everyone is wounded in their sex,” I said. “I can’t think of one person who isn’t.
What he was after hangs between the visible and the invisible, between the here and now and the seemingly elsewhere.
Was our intimacy paid for in the wrong currency? Or is intimacy the desired product no matter where you find it, how you acquire it, what you pay for it, black market, grey market, taxed, untaxed, under the table, over the counter.
Perhaps we were friends first and lovers second.But then perhaps this is what lovers are.
The man who’ll lay the last stone here isn’t even born yet.
If he knew, if he only knew that I was giving him every chance to put two and two together and come up with a number bigger than infinity.