John Waugh > John's Quotes

“What a long strange trip it's been.”
― Jerry Garcia

“dance
my friend
until it's done

busted haiku are my attempt
to poke holes in reality's wallpaper...
they come unbidden in brief
flashes at unappointed times...
they are not memories,
rather a separate way of seeing

forget what you know

used enlightenment
as-is
needs work

no clock ticks
true time

first crocus pokes winter in the ass

loves me not
she loves me
i quit while ahead

god is blind

tiny spider
i too hang in vastness

first loves
her hand and mine”
― John Coulton Waugh, busted haiku

“I do not know which of us has written this page.”
― Jorge Luis Borges, Labyrinths: Selected Stories & Other Writings

“I am not sure that I exist, actually. I am all the writers that I have read, all the people that I have met, all the women that I have loved; all the cities I have visited.”
― Jorge Luis Borges

“A writer - and, I believe, generally all persons - must think that whatever happens to him or her is a resource. All things have been given to us for a purpose, and an artist must feel this more intensely. All that happens to us, including our humiliations, our misfortunes, our embarrassments, all is given to us as raw material, as clay, so that we may shape our art.”
― Jorge Luis Borges, Twenty-Four Conversations with Borges: Interviews by Roberto Alifano 1981-1983

“To fall in love is to create a religion that has a fallible god.”
― Jorge Luis Borges

“So plant your own gardens and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.”
― Jorge Luis Borges

“Don't talk unless you can improve the silence.”
― Jorge Luis Borges

“Time is the substance I am made of. Time is a river which sweeps me along, but I am the river; it is a tiger which destroys me, but I am the tiger; it is a fire which consumes me, but I am the fire.”
― Jorge Luis Borges, Labyrinths: Selected Stories & Other Writings

“You have wakened not out of sleep, but into a prior dream, and that dream lies within another, and so on, to infinity, which is the number of grains of sand. The path that you are to take is endless, and you will die before you have truly awakened.”
― Jorge Luis Borges

“Reality is not always probable, or likely.”
― Jorge Luis Borges

“The original is unfaithful to the translation.”
― Jorge Luis Borges