Goodman Murphy-Smith

“What brought me a touch of comfort was knowing not that my husband was there, asleep on the other side of the wall, but that there was a stranger, across the street, still awake and listening to the same rain.”
― An Yu, Ghost Music

“He closed his eyes, intending to have a vision, but felt so marooned when he did so that he opened them again quick.”
― Samuel Beckett, Echo's Bones

“Julia.
Julia Julia.
What are you doing to me? And what is it about beauty that intimidates; causing us to kneel somewhere deep inside and pray and wonder just how close we might crawl before being banished from the sanctuary?”
― Jonathon Hull

“Together we trace out the/trail away from doom. There isn’t hope, there is a trail.”
― Richard Siken