Wesley Eisold > Quotes

“Love will get you through times of no sex better than sex will get you through times of no love.”
― Wesley Eisold, Deathbeds

“I don't know why I've spent over half of
My life talking about dying”
― Wesley Eisold, Deathbeds

“Sometimes leaving is the only way to be there for someone.”
― Wesley Eisold

“i am stuck on "never enough" and the corner of "never again”
― Wesley Eisold, Deathbeds

“my parents fell in love and all i got was life”
― Wesley Eisold, Deathbeds

“when your "golden days" are "that was just a phase...”
― Wesley Eisold, Deathbeds

“There's too many songs and nothing to dance to
The future is putrid, I'm useless without you”
― Wesley Eisold, Deathbeds

“I keep my head in the clouds.
There's not enough love in the world to weigh me down.”
― Wesley Eisold

“A three-legged dog
successfully crosses the road
to a new location
where there is greener grass
to piss on”
― Wesley Eisold

“Love's lungs are blowing teargas at me”
― Wesley Eisold, Deathbeds

“When she asks, I have to say that Yes, I do like my lifestyle. I couldn't bare to devote any more thought to the question.”
― Wesley Eisold, Deathbeds

“It is rare, though becoming more common with age that I am put into situations where I only half-heartedly balance on acting and being myself...a real nice dinner, relatives, etc.”
― Wesley Eisold, Deathbeds

“This is the part of the country that invokes terrible nostalgia, a morbid and phlegm-induced retrospective of parties, clubs, drugs, shows, people, and is the goiter of my Boston days. I wouldn't have a clue as to who I'd ever care to see in this town, though I've done time here. If it weren't for Daughters and company, I'd feel like a compete tourist in a ghostly, plot-less town...pulling hoods up and heads around, opposite directions, if I ever saw someone I thought I might have known. Young people feeling really cool in bathrooms, dancing to the same songs in the same clubs, with the same dropout students, artists, thugs, bullies, jocks, all game in the search for one's self and sex.”
― Wesley Eisold

“Sorry to inform you...but as a fellow failed miner, the problem is there's nowhere left to dig.
We're real poets man.
And whatever. But it's the digging, it's the holes! Its these burrows to half nestle in just to pass the time, to chafe the inner thigh of boredom and that level of power-demanding pain is only in existence because you really, really know that there isn't anything else.
The holes.
And me missing a shovel, that has created the voids, the tears, the fucks, the sucks, the shame, the stares, the songs, the words, and in admittedly, even more holes. Not having one of my shovels has somehow overcompensated the digs in which I've dug.
The holes.
The holes are why you smoke aware of cancer, a disease to take over years of boring lives, and give us a bone to gnaw on, overcome, defeat, lick-dry, or die.
The holes are why you drink with your last dollars, when you know you're going to throw it up tonight anyway.
The holes are why you think you're in love, and that's a hole that you might not climb back from.
The holes, the holes the holes, making you question everything standing at a bus stop...smelling like cigarettes and perfume...signing up for classes you wont go to... hand covered in club stamps... face covered in guilt... Maybe go to a protest and just stand there...Or lay in bed when there's no way you can sleep...”
― Wesley Eisold

“There is a boy who can walk and talk at the same time and still not get anywhere.”
― Wesley Eisold

“My feet aren't seeds so I see no reason to plant them.”
― Wesley Eisold