Tag: Germany

There are versions of happiness.
He shook his head and let go.
It happened so quickly, and took forever.
Because recklessness is the only fist to throw at nothingness.
They were awake, but it was a dream.
They avoided fights but sought arguments.
So what do you think they should do?
So how does it feel over there?
Things are going well.
You make your own luck. That’s what I say.
I don’t believe in luck.
What are we to believe?
Gone Fishin’
That simply cannot be right.
Maybe the absence allowed for a mythology.
Remember what that was like?
I regret that we didn’t keep in better touch.
Is that happiness? It’s a version.
I would be psyched to have one as a pet.
What’s a typewriter?
Well, now I’ll have an answer.
Who knows why anything?
Some people are like that.
He sold drinks and rented rooms.
He did not mind dancing alone.
It was very easy to tell that he was a fairy.
It was he who danced alone.
All humans, no matter what they do, like very much to be liked.
No matter where in the world.
Night, too, has its advantages.
At sunset we are all still together.
“And always a village, never a town.”
Her eyes, opaquely glinting in the moonlight.
Again his mind felt overrun by the lapping waves of time.
This was a bad breakup.
It had taken years before their affair was truly over.
You had to really cultivate an ending.
The love that had protected him began to fall away.
The language that she spoke was no longer spoken anywhere on earth.
Where are you going?
Where are you coming from?
The music sounded like fists beating at the wall.
This was a very important question.
It’s changing all the time.
You don’t want me to grow up.
There is so much about yourself that you do not recall.
I don’t think that’s really accurate, sir.
Ancestral superstitions still hovered over the islanders’ minds.
The secret depths her smile concealed.
Everyone has to wear clothes.