“They think they are interested about the atomic bomb but they really are not not any more than I am. Really not. They may be a little scared, I am not so scared, there is so much to be scared of so what is the use of bothering to be scared, and if you are not scared the atomic bomb is not interesting.
Everybody gets so much information all day long that they lose their common sense. They listen so much that they forget to be natural. This is a nice story.”
― Reflection on the Atomic Bomb
Everybody gets so much information all day long that they lose their common sense. They listen so much that they forget to be natural. This is a nice story.”
― Reflection on the Atomic Bomb
“They tell me we're living in an information age, but none of it seems to be the information I need or brings me closer to what I want to know. In fact (I'm becoming more and more convinced) all this electronic wizardry only adds to our confusion, delivering inside scoops and verdicts about events that have hardly begun: a torrent of chatter moving at the speed of light, making it nearly impossible for any of the important things to be heard”
― The Kingdom of Ohio
― The Kingdom of Ohio
“Apathy is the same as war, it all kills you, she says. Slow like cancer in the breast or fast like a machete in the neck.”
― Teaching My Mother How to Give Birth
― Teaching My Mother How to Give Birth
“No one leaves home unless home is the mouth of a shark.”
― Bless the Daughter Raised by a Voice in Her Head
― Bless the Daughter Raised by a Voice in Her Head
“there is always that space there
just before they get to us
that space
that fine relaxer
the breather
while say
flopping on a bed
thinking of nothing
or say
pouring a glass of water from the
spigot
while entranced by
nothing
that
gentle pure
space
it's worth
centuries of
existence
say
just to scratch your neck
while looking out the window at
a bare branch
that space
there
before they get to us
ensures
that
when they do
they won't
get it all
ever.
--It's Ours”
― You Get So Alone at Times That it Just Makes Sense
just before they get to us
that space
that fine relaxer
the breather
while say
flopping on a bed
thinking of nothing
or say
pouring a glass of water from the
spigot
while entranced by
nothing
that
gentle pure
space
it's worth
centuries of
existence
say
just to scratch your neck
while looking out the window at
a bare branch
that space
there
before they get to us
ensures
that
when they do
they won't
get it all
ever.
--It's Ours”
― You Get So Alone at Times That it Just Makes Sense
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