Sometimes I feel so full of things to be said that I can't say anything at all, in the end. And it frustrates me that there must be an order, a bird after a bird in a long, long line. I wish I could draw everything up and out and into the world all at once, in an instant. Like Henri in The Passion, I want to write down what I felt and how I was ( Read more... )

      "You know, stupid people are feeling things just as deeply as you are ( Read more... )