Nick

“...a million bureaucrats are diligently plotting death and some of them even know it...”
― Thomas Pynchon, Gravity’s Rainbow

“In the empty immensity of earth, sky, and water, there she was, incomprehensible, firing into a continent.”
― Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness

“Squeeze! Squeeze! Squeeze! all the morning long; I squeezed that sperm till I myself almost melted into it; I squeezed that sperm till a strange sort of insanity came over me, and I found myself unwittingly squeezing my co-labourers' hands in it, mistaking their hands for the gentle globules. Such an abounding, affectionate, friendly, loving feeling did this avocation beget; that at last I was continually squeezing their hands, and looking up into their eyes sentimentally, as much as to say,—Oh! my dear fellow beings, why should we longer cherish any social acerbities, or know the slightest ill humour or envy! Come; let us squeeze hands all round; nay, let us all squeeze ourselves into each other; let us squeeze ourselves universally into the very milk and sperm of kindness.”
― Herman Melville, Moby-Dick or, The Whale

“my life I love it
in the dark
under the water of my shadow music
my form
and substance lonely and blue as ever

— Frank Stanford, The Battlefield Where the Moon Says I Love You (Lost Roads Publishers, 2000)”
― Frank Stanford, The Battlefield Where the Moon Says I Love You