Nick Wragg

“The rain came down upon my head - Unshelter'd. And the wind rendered me mad and deaf and blind.”
― Edgar Allan Poe

“Dear daughter, I won't try to call my feeling for Arty love. Call it focus. My focus on Art was an ailment, noncommunicable, and, even to me all these years later, incomprehensible. Now I despise myself. But even so I remember, in hot floods, the way he slept, still as death, with his face washed flat, stony as a carved tomb and exquisite. His weakness and his ravening bitter needs were terrible, and beautiful, and irresistible as an earthquake. He scalded or smothered anyone he needed, but his needing and the hurt that it caused me were the most life I ever had. Remember what a poor thing I have always been and forgive me.

He saw no use for you and you interfered with his use of me. I sent you away to please him, to prove my dedication to him, and to prevent him from killing you...

My job was to come back [from the convent] directly, with nothing leaking from beneath my dark glasses, to give Arty his rubdown and then paint him for the next show, nodding cheerfully all the while, never showing anything but attentive care for his muscular wonderfulness. Because he could have killed you. He could have cut off the money that schooled and fed you. He could have erased you so entirely that I never would have had those letters and report cards and photos, or your crayon pictures, or the chance to spy on you, and to love you secretly when everything else was gone.”
― Katherine Dunn, Geek Love

“Eliot probabil un ignu unul dintre puținii care e nostim când mănâncă
(...)
Burroughs cel mai pur ignu tunsoarea lui de culoarea smântânii degetul său mic stâng
roz retezat din precoce temeiuri de ignu scrieri metafizice scrieri de iubiri psihanalitice
biografia sa de narcoman o înfăptuire mai presus de un milion de dolari
Céline el însuși un bătrân ignu stăpânind proza
l-am văzut în Paris bătrân ramolit gentilom cu conversația poticnită cu truse de artist și trei pulovere călduroase în jurul gâtului
mucegai cafeniu sub legendarele-i unghii
de-a dreptul genial împărțind morfină întreaga noapte la 1400 de pasageri pe un vas ce se scufundă
,,Fiindcă se emoționaseră cu toții”
― Allen Ginsberg, Howl and Other Poems

“Do you know the difference between neurotics and psychotics?”

“Neurotics build castles in the sky; psychotics move into them.”
― Tanya Thompson, Assuming Names: A Con Artist's Masquerade