Aaron Weiss Quotes

Megalomania’s only mania if you’re wrong

We've both been untrue but i'm still counting on you like an invisible rosary

The sun and the moon, I want to see both worlds as One!

On a bus ride into town, I wondered out loud, "Why am I going to town?" As I looked around at the billboards and the stores I thought, "Why do I look around?" And I kissed the filthy ground... the first dry spot I found... I didn't have to wonder why I was laying down.

When the dryness and the rain finally drink from one another The gentle cup of mutually surrendered tears!

And so it goes, it's the Devil I suppose But it doesn't matter much to me.

Oh, rejoice, the Cleansing of my lips... rejoice, Salvation of my soul! I still have a thousand half-loves... oh, my God! I want to shoot myself just thinking about it! And you think I don't mean what I say?

One day the water's gonna wash it away One day the water's gonna wash it away One day the water's gonna wash it away And on that day, nothing clever to say.

As the Moon rose and the hour grew late, The day help on a Coconut estate raked up the dry leaves that fell dead from the trees, Which they burned in a pile by the lake. The Beetle King summoned his men, and from the top of the Rhododendron stem: "Calling all volunteers who can carry back here, the Great Mystery's been lit once again."

God is Love and Love is real, yet the dead are dancing with the dead

Lord, for sixty-so years I've surrendered my love,
to emblems of kindness, and not the kindness they were emblems of,
Trammels and rings, with the strength of old strings,
and some hobble skirt spring, by the old problem caught,
Children, sometimes I think all our thoughts are just things,
and then sometimes think things are just thoughts"
and the rabble rang.

Daniel broke the king's decree, Peter stepped from the ship to the sea, There was hope for Job like a cut down tree, I hope that there's such hope for me.

Let's give up 'sacrifice' next Lent" Eh, that joke's long since been spent!"

What unseen pen etched eternal things on the hearts of human kind but never let them in our minds?

A fish swims through the sea While the sea is in a certain sense, Contained within the fish! Oh, what am I to think Of what the writing of a thousand lifetimes Could not explain If all the forest trees were pens And all the oceans - ink?