Lupe Nelson

“Forget pleasure and Ambition”
― Allen Ginsberg, The Fall of America: Poems of These States 1965-1971

“Girls come like a breeze and leave like a tornado. But we emerge stronger and wiser.”
― Merlin Franco, Saint Richard Parker

“Out along the dim six-o’clock street, I saw leafless trees standing, striking the sidewalk there like wooden lightning, concrete split apart where they hit, all in a fenced-in ring. An iron line of pickets stuck out of the ground along the front of a tangleweed yard, and on back was a big frame house with a porch, leaning a rickety shoulder hard into the wind so’s not to be sent tumbling away a couple of blocks like an empty cardboard grocery box.”
― Ken Kesey, One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest

“The sunset bled into the edges of the village. Smoke curled out of the cottage chimney like a crooked finger.”
― Sara Pascoe, Being a Witch, and Other Things I Didn't Ask For