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“Being smart takes patience. Being wise takes pain. Being apathetic takes practice. Being in love takes everything...away.”
― Dave Matthes, In This House, We Lived, and We Died

“I've always felt that distant train whistles heard in the dead of night are the universe's way of letting us know the best days are neither ahead nor behind us...they're happening right now, cradled in the palms of our hands. But that doesn't change the fact that the whiskey, weed, and romance eventually runs out and the night will soon turn to day.”
― Dave Matthes, Sleepeth Not, the Bastard

“Ezekiel 25:17. "The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he who, in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of the darkness. For he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost children. And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will know I am the Lord when I lay my vengeance upon you." I been sayin' that shit for years. And if you ever heard it, it meant your ass. I never really questioned what it meant. I thought it was just a cold-blooded thing to say to a motherfucker before you popped a cap in his ass. But I saw some shit this mornin' made me think twice. Now I'm thinkin': it could mean you're the evil man. And I'm the righteous man. And Mr. .45 here, he's the shepherd protecting my righteous ass in the valley of darkness. Or it could be you're the righteous man and I'm the shepherd and it's the world that's evil and selfish. I'd like that. But that shit ain't the truth. The truth is you're the weak. And I'm the tyranny of evil men. But I'm tryin, Ringo. I'm tryin' real hard to be the shepherd.

he became the shepherd instead of the vengeance.

Jules Winnfield- Samuel L. Jackson”
― Quentin Tarantino, Pulp Fiction: A Quentin Tarantino Screenplay

“Happiness is like a butterfly which, when pursued, is always beyond our grasp, but, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.”
― Nathaniel Hawthorne

“Some people are settling down, some people are settling and some people refuse to settle for anything less than butterflies.”
― Candace Bushnell, Sex and the City

“The caterpillar does all the work, but the butterfly gets all the publicity.”
― George Carlin

“If you weren't driving, I'd kiss you senseless," I tell him.
He swerves to the side of the road and stops the car abruptly.
"Not driving any more.”
― Melina Marchetta, On the Jellicoe Road

“Sad, slow music in the small hours of the morning isn't just sad and slow music. It's a narration. And through the myriad of morning dew, we are the twinkling stars that fade with the rising sun.”
― Dave Matthes, Sleepeth Not, the Bastard

“Expose yourself to your deepest fear; after that, fear has no power, and the fear of freedom shrinks and vanishes. You are free.”
― Jim Morrison

“The future is uncertain but the end is always near.”
― jim morrison

“It may have been in pieces, but I gave you the best of me.”
― Jim Morrison

“Some of the worst mistakes in my life were haircuts”
― Jim Morrison

“I think the highest and lowest points are the important ones. Anything else is just...in between.”
― Jim Morrison

“Time to live, time to lie, time to laugh, and time to die. Take it easy baby. Take it as it comes.”
― Jim Morrison

“Listen, real poetry doesn't say anything; it just ticks off the possibilities. Opens all doors. You can walk through anyone that suits you.”
― Jim Morrison

“Actually I don't remember being born, it must have happened during one of my black outs.”
― Jim Morrison

“Are you a lucky little lady in the City of Light? Or just another lost angel... City of Night? ”
― Jim Morrison

“Another flashing chance at bliss
Another kiss, another kiss”
― Jim Morrison

“Cancel my subscription to the resurrection.”
― Jim Morrison

“We are like roses that have never bothered to bloom when we should have bloomed and it is as if the sun has become disgusted with waiting”
― Charles Bukowski

“What is your advice to young writers?”
“Drink, fuck and smoke plenty of cigarettes.”
― Charles Bukowski, Hot Water Music

“I will remember your small room, the feel of you, the light in the window, your records, your books, our morning coffee, our noons, our nights, our bodies spilled together, sleeping, the tiny flowing currents, immediate and forever. Your leg, my leg, your arm, my arm, your smile and the warmth of you who made me laugh again.”
― Chales Bukowski

“Are you anti-black?
I'm anti-everything.”
― Charles Bukowski, Women

“My cock was hard, but my spirit wasn't in it.”
― Charles Bukowski, Women

“Tell him to seek the stars and he will kill himself with climbing.”
― Charles Bukowski, The Roominghouse Madrigals: Early Selected Poems, 1946-1966

“kill what you love and let it find you”
― RJ Clawson

“My heart is a thousand years old. I am not like other people.”
― Charles Bukowski

“The door is cracked

We used to meet
like water does land
no
not that
more like when skin touches skin
kissing fingertips
or when air escapes a lung
and is felt across the world
I've leapt over cracks in sidewalks
and swallowed away troublesome back pains
that could only be fixed with someone else's pills
We met by your house one stray day
and you drove me to the bay
where we sat and kissed like it was yesterday
And here you told me that you loved me
and that you always loved me
and that you would always love me
the wind blew and I held you
You rested your head on my shoulder
and the wind blew warm
Later, in your big red truck, we smoked some green
and I kissed you harder
and held your breasts, and felt between your legs
and with a gasp
you told me you were in love with me
And then you drove me back
and we promised it wouldn't be the end
not this time
The quill and inkwell on your foot
I'm a writer and you are my greatest art
I returned to my hell and dreamt of you once more”
― Dave Matthes, Strange Rainfall on the Rooftops of People Watchers: Poems and Stories

“Reaction time

Touch the underside of a penny you find
on the street
Doesn't feel any different unless you close your eyes
I can taste the copper in my mouth now
seeping from between my teeth
There's an explanation I'm sure
all this blood
it's from all the times I held the glass too close
And forgot to tip the dancer
A storm just passed
and like every other one that came before it
I was left unharmed
The dogs are all barking and the cats
hiding in the basement
And the sky is colored that bright yellow glow
makes it feel like you're wearing sunglasses
that you can't take off
Wherever you are now
it's not here
because I missed it
I missed the show
I missed the curtain call
And forever more
I am cursed
like a blanket without a body to keep warm”
― Dave Matthes, Strange Rainfall on the Rooftops of People Watchers: Poems and Stories

“I never had a childhood. Not like the rest of them anyway. I had a starting point from which I have never stopped running.”
― Dave Matthes, Bar Nights