Happiness is not only a hope, but also in some strange manner a memory. . . we are all kings in exile.
If you worry about what everyone is trying to do, you become a spectator and not a player.
Do you know what punishments I've endured for my crimes, my sins? None. I am proof of the absurdity of men's most treasured abstractions. A just universe wouldn't tolerate my existence.
. . because the only kind of love I have to offer is stupid and blind and so deep and powerful that I feel like I'm cracking just to hold it in.
Put on some armor. Just remember what's armor and what's you, so when it's time to take it off, you can.
Life is nothing in itself. It’s a place marker that proves who’s winning, and we are the winners. We are always the winners. There is nothing but the winning. Even winning means nothing. We win because it’s an insult to lose. The ends don’t justify the means. The means don’t justify the ends. There is no one to justify to. There is no justice. ” ~ Durzo Blint
Moments of beauty sustain us through hours of ugliness.
I'm not a big theory person. So when I get asked questions that demand serious statements, I just make it up.
The fun never goes out, but it changes with the years, with winning and losing.
When I get older, I don't think I'll like to have wrinkles, or a big jelly belly. I cannot have it.
I had often wondered how to best decolonize my people. . . It must be done one human being at a time. Without that kind of help, Western society does not allow people to come to terms with their feelings. With honesty and therapy, my people can be made whole again.