Trevor Church > Quotes

“Jesus loves you.' Yeah, yeah. Eat my asshole.”
― Trevor Church, Not the Default: Essays on Sexuality

“All you needed to turn you gay are tigers and meth.”
― Trevor Church, Not the Default: Essays on Sexuality

“The truth is, the path to skid row isn't always laced in crystal meth - there is no concrete path that leads to insanity. Crazy is really just you or me and one bad day that leads to several more bad days. It's those of us who were forgotten about. Those of us who couldn't get help in time. Those of us with a disease that was misdiagnosed.”
― Trevor Church, The Gospel According to a Basket-Case

“Welcome to the world of the deranged. You'll either die here or be released, but once you've come here, you don't leave - not completely at least.”
― Trevor Church, The Gospel According to a Basket-Case

“I didn't understand that for some, happiness is a pill that comes in extended release.”
― Trevor Church, The Gospel According to a Basket-Case

“Love is a chemical imbalance. Good or bad, it's all a mental illness. And like any addiction, you keep going back after the bad because the good is just so damn good. Or you think it is at least. At the time.”
― Trevor Church, My First 500 Lovers

“Everything I love about myself is a confidence a man has given me, and everything I hate about myself is a scar a man has left me.”
― Trevor Church, My First 500 Lovers

“I recently learned that a broken heart is a real thing, medically. I fact checked what I found with Harvard Medical School, the Mayo Clinic, and good ol’ WebMD. I was astonished. It’s real. What I’m feeling has been validated. The medical term is Takotsubo Cardiomyopathy. It can be caused by extreme emotions. Although rare, Takotsubo Cardiomyopathy can be lethal. It is entirely possible to die of a broken heart.”
― Trevor Church, My First 500 Lovers

“We're all just dead leaves. Falling down to decompose - covered in winter.”
― Trevor Church, Anomie in America: a collection of poems

“Currently Australia and eastern Asia are drifting towards each other at a pace of 2-3 inches a year. One day the broken things will collide again. Maybe I’ll see you at the bus stop or in a doctor’s office someday. Or your Christmas party this December. Will it be as disastrous as it will be when Australia and eastern Asia crash into each other? Will we cause tsunamis and earthquakes?”
― Trevor Church, A History of Broken

“I considered traveling to Vinnytsia and holding a séance next to his body to see if he had any broken heart tips to share, since he cured broken limbs and decomposition. I tried to reach the church and ask for permission. I even told them my last name is church. I received no response. I also thought about contacting his descendants, but I realized the risk in being deemed crazy. Then I would be both crazy and broken. Crazy – a concept that’s been used against my broken heart too many times.”
― Trevor Church, A History of Broken

“Every leaf fell off every tree in one day. That's when it started raining. It started raining and it never stopped. The streets filled with water and I was up to my neck trying to remember how to swim, but I couldn't. I couldn't remember anything. My arms grew tired and I thought to myself, 'where the fuck is a life jacket?”
― Trevor Church, The Gospel According to a Basket-Case

“To face him would be to face all the horrible things I am capable of doing to someone. To face him would be to face my ability to throw love in the blender and watch it turn to mush, and then try to snort the mush.”
― Trevor Church, The Gospel According to a Basket-Case

“Crazy starts with a flicker; the flicker will soon turn into a flame, turning everything into ash. In the isolation of my darkness, I first noticed my life's ashes building at the tips of my cigarettes. The real world, my world, my sanity and insanity... they all become the same.”
― Trevor Church, The Gospel According to a Basket-Case

“When you're stoned, a month feels like a minute, but when it's leaving your system, a minute can last several years, maybe even the rest of your life.”
― Trevor Church, The Gospel According to a Basket-Case

“I cared about Stephano a lot, or the idea of him at least. I can't separate people from the idea of us sometimes.”
― Trevor Church, My First 500 Lovers

“What I am reveals unwanted truths about what they are: a piece of Americana - a broken person from a fractured country. I'm a product of America. I'm an American.”
― Trevor Church, The Gospel According to a Basket-Case

“Pinky gets tighter, as if it'll change your mind. You're already gone.”
― Trevor Church, Anomie in America: a collection of poems

“Is there a scale for sanity? Was I ever really insane? How insane had I been? For years I'd held onto the label of insanity as both a medal of freedom and a scarlet letter. Insanity granted me permission to do as I felt. If I wanted to take my shoes off and jump in puddles in the parking lot of a grocery store, I could. I wasn't scared of the world around me and I wasn't scared of others. Insanity had granted me permission to run through the rain naked. Insanity had also locked me in dark rooms for days. Insanity added weight to my body and then starved me. Insanity ruined friendships and relationships. Insanity gave me an excuse to not apologize. Insanity has a duality we don't discuss. I decided somewhere between Cuba and Spain that we all have a little insanity in us.”
― Trevor Church, The Gospel According to a Basket-Case

“Sam requested that I wear a jockstrap at all times. I requested that he hand feed me pizza rolls at all times. We both had so many wants.”
― Trevor Church, My First 500 Lovers

“I think maybe looking for this rare connection makes the rest of the bullshit worth it. Maybe I’m wrong though, and all of this is a big fucking waste of time. Unfortunately, I’ll have to wait until I’m on my deathbed to give a definitive answer on that.”
― Trevor Church, My First 500 Lovers