A man is another person — a woman is yourself, caught as you turn in panic; on her mouth you kiss your own. If she is taken you cry that you have bee… - Djuna Barnes

Time is a great conference planning our end, and youth is only the past putting a leg forward.

…in the end you’ll all be locked together, like the poor beasts that get their antlers mixed and are found dead that way, their heads fattened with a knowledge of each other they never wanted, having had to contemplate each other, head-on and eye to eye, until death; well, that will be you and Jenny and Robin.

And once Father Lucas said to me, 'Be simple, Matthew, life is a simple book, and an open book, read and be simple as the beasts in the field; just being miserable isn't enough - you have to know how.