❝ 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 that I have visited, all my ancestors.

❝ I sleep with thee, and wake with thee,
And yet thou art not there;
I fill my arms with thoughts of thee,
And press the common air.

❝ I knew that he had assassinated the sea, for his hands were stained blue.

❝ When the moon comes up, the sea blankets the earth, and the heart feels like an island in infinity.

❝ It was, I don’t know, it seems like, “The Sound of Silence,” and “Scarborough Fair,” and “The Graduate,” and “Mrs. Robinson,” and “The Boxer,” “Bridge Over Troubled Water,” wooosh, then it was gone, it was over. And we just walked away from it, actually, like, “Well, that was one thing that we did, we’ll go and do another thing,” because we were so young that we didn’t realize that that was the trip of a lifetime that we were on. And aside from the fact that, well, musically, we always had our differences, we had such a good time together, we used to laugh so much. We loved that we could rent cars, and drive to play in colleges, and take those towels, and stuff them into the cracks of the door, and light up those hidden reefers; and maybe the bed had that machine where you could put a quarter in and, like, be vibrated. It was great. I was with my oldest and my best friend; couldn’t have had a better time.