like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free.
"September: it was the most beautiful of words, he’d always felt, evoking orange flowers, swallows, and regret."
— Alexander Theroux
“You can safely assume that you’ve created God in your own image when it turns out that God hates all the same people you do.”
- Anne Lamont (maybe)
“She was dazzling—alight; it was agony to comprehend her beauty in a glance.”
— F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Beautiful and Damned
Although my neighbors are all barbarians,
And you, you are a thousand miles away,
There are always two cups at my table.