Poems List

And as paralyzing and upsetting as all the never agains were, the final leaving felt perfect. Pure. The most distilled possible form of liberation. Everything that mattered except one lousy picture was in the trash, but it felt so great. I started jogging, wanting to put even more distance between myself and school. It is so hard to leave---until you leave. And then it is the easiest goddamned thing in the world.

Where a calculator on the ENIAC is equpped with 18,000 vacuum tubes and weighs 30 tons, computers in the future may have only 1,000 vaccuum tubes and perhaps weigh 1.5 tons.

But, my dearest Agathon, it is truth which you cannot contradict; you can without any difficulty contradict Socrates.

So little done--so much to do.

He is not deemed to give consent who is under a mistake.

This is what I liked most about my friends: just sitting around and telling stories. Window stories and mirror stories.

My writing is like a ten gallon spring. It can issue from the ground anywhere at all. On smooth ground it rushes swiftly on and covers a thouasand li in a single day without difficulty. When it twists and turns among mountains and rocks, it fits its form to things it meets: unknowable. What can be known is, it always goes where it must go, always stops where it cannot help stopping -- nothing else. More than that, even I cannot know.

I have tried so hard to do the right.

Lacey shrugged bashfully. "Do you think I'm superficial?" "Well, yeah." I thought of myself standing outside Becca's bedroom, hoping she'd take off her shirt. "But so am I," I added. "So is everyone."

Never lose hope.

Whenever we read the obscene stories, the voluptuous debaucheries, the cruel and torturous executions, the unrelenting vindictiveness, with which more than half the bible is filled, it would seem more consistent that we called it the word of a demon than the Word of God. It is a history of wickedness that has served to corrupt and brutalize mankind.

Let us cross the river, and rest under the trees.

She's the kind of person who either dies tragically at twenty-seven, like Jimi Hendrix and Janis Joplin, or else grows up to win, like, the first-ever Nobel Prize for Awesome.

In absence of clearly defined goals, we become strangely loyal to performing daily acts of trivia.

Strike the tent.

Sweet is revenge - especially to women.

When you say nasty things about people, you should never say the true ones, because you can't really fully and honestly take those back, you know?

The wages of sin are unreported.

I now have no time to be tired.

I am the only guinea pig I have.

Did you know that for pretty much the entire history of the human species, the average life span was less than thirty years? You could count on ten years or so of real adulthood, right? There was no planning for retirement. There was no planning for a career. There was no planning. No time for planning. No time for future. But then the life spans started getting longer, and people started having more and more future, and so they spent more time thinking about it. About the future. And now life has become the future. Every moment of your life is lived for the future --you go to high school so you can go to college so you can get a good job so you can get a nice house so you can afford to send your kids to college so they can get a good job so they can get a nice house so they can afford to send their kids to college.

That which we persist in doing becomes easier, not that the task itself has become easier, but that our ability to perform it has improved.

What is it the Bible teaches us? - rapine, cruelty, and murder. What is it the Testament teaches us? - to believe that the Almighty committed debauchery with a woman engaged to be married, and the belief of this debauchery is called faith.

I still live.