"Big heart, wide as a watermelon, but wise as birth, there is so much abundance in the people I have."
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"Big heart, wide as a watermelon, but wise as birth, there is so much abundance in the people I have."
"Dead drunk is the term I think of, insensible, neither cool nor warm, without a head or a foot. To be drunk is to be intimate with a fool."
"I wonder if the artist ever lives his life--he is so busy recreating it."
"I lay there silently, hoarding my small dignity. I did not ask about the gate or the closet. I did not question the bedtime ritual where, on the cold bathroom tiles, I was spread out daily and examined for flaws. I did not know that my bones, those solids, those pieces of sculpture would not splinter."
"Here in the hospital, I say,that is not my body, not my body.I am not here for the doctorsto read like a recipe."
"We talked death with burned-up intensity, both of us drawn to it like moths to an electric light bulb. Sucking on it!"
"I grow old on my bitterness."
"I like you; your eyes are full of language." [Letter to Anne Clarke, July 3, 1964.]"
"I love the word warm. It is almost unbearable-- so moist and breathlike."
"The grass as bristly and stout as chives and me wondering when the ground will break and me wondering how anything fragile survives"
"The man inside of woman ties a knot so that they will never again be separate."
"And we are magic talking to itself, noisy and alone. I am queen of all my sins forgotten. Am I still lost? Once I was beautiful. Now I am myself"
"sorrow is easier than guilt."
"Today God gives milk / and I have the pail."
"The body is a damn hard thing to kill."
"There is no word for time. Today we will not think to number another summer or watch its white bird into the ground."
"Our checks are pale. Our wallets are invalids. Past due, past due, is what our bills are saying and yet we kiss in every corner, scuffing the dust and the cat. Love rises like bread as we go bust."
"I, in my brand new body, which was not a woman's yet, told the stars my questions and thought God could really see the heat and the painted light, elbows, knees, dreams, goodnight."
"When someone kisses someone or flushes the toilet it is my other who sits in a ball and cries. My other beats a tin drum in my heart. My other hangs up laundry as I try to sleep. My other cries and cries and cries when I put on a cocktail dress."
"To die whole, riddled with nothing but desire for it, is like breakfast after love."