Dani Coccorullo

“The world was so unbearably pretty, and it continued being so all the way down the mountain to school. I felt slightly high because of the beauty, and the inside of my head tickled. I wondered if this is how artists go through life, with all of its sensations tickling their craniums like a peacock feather..”
― Douglas Coupland, Hey Nostradamus!

“though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens”
― E.E. Cummings, E.E. Cummings: Complete Poems 1904-1962

“Lonely metal souls in the unimpeded darkness of space, they meet, pass each other, and part, never to meet again. No words passing between them. No promises to keep.”
― Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart

“Okay, consider this. Say you’re going to go on a long journey with someone by car. And the two of you will take turns driving. Which type of person would you choose? One who’s a good driver, but inattentive, or an attentive person who’s not such a good driver?”
― Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart