Kimberly

“A vast black sleep
falls over my life
sleep, all hope
sleep, all desire.”
― Verlaine

“--while the sun and wind played gently in its spreading branches; the bells of the Donskoy monastery would sometimes float across--tranquil and sad--and I would sit and gaze and listen, and would be filled with a nameless sensation which had everything in it; sorrow and joy, a premonition of the future, and desire, and fear of life.”
― Ivan Turguenev, Primer amor

“The little boy smiled back at all the angry faces glaring in at him. And the little boy blew kisses. ”
― Chuck Palahniuk, Choke

“For such is the fate of parody: it must never fear exaggerating. If it strikes home, it will only prefigure something that others will then do without a smile--and without a blush--in steadfast virile seriousness.”
― Umberto Eco, How to Travel With a Salmon & Other Essays