With The Thief

" Grief thief of time crawls off,
The moon-drawn grave, with the seafaring years,
The knave of pain steals off
The sea-halved faith that blew time to his knees,
The old forget the cries,
Lean time on tide and times the wind stood rough,
Call back the castaways
Riding the sea light on a sunken path,
The old forget the grief,
Hack of the cough, the hanging albatross,
Cast back the bone of youth
And salt-eyed stumble bedward where she lies
Who tossed the high tide in a time of stories
And timelessly lies loving with the thief."
(Dylan Thomas. Grief Thief of Time)

Familiar Bit of Music

"The cities swept about me like dead leaves, leaves that were brightly colored but torn away from the branches. I would have stopped, but I was pursued by something. It always came upon me unawares, taking me altogether by surprise. Perhaps it was a familiar bit of music. Perhaps it was only a piece of transparent glass - Perhaps I am walking along a street at night, in some strange city, before I have found companions. "
(Tom in The Glass Menagerie. T. Williams)

I'm Just Happy

"I'm not like them, but I can pretend.
The sun is gone, but I have a light.
The day is done, but I'm havin' fun.
I think I'm dumb, or maybe just happy.
Think I'm just happy.
Think I'm just happy."
(K. Cobain)

All Things Happen

"A sentence uttered makes a world appear
Where all things happen as it says they do;
We doubt the speaker, not the tongue we hear:
Words have no words for words that are not true."
(W. H. Auden)

"-In Spain there was Guernica! But here there was only hot swing music and liquor, dance halls, bars, and movies, and sex that hung in the gloom like a chandelier and flooded the world with brief, deceptive rainbows...All the world was waiting for bombardments!"
(T. Williams, The Glass Menagerie)

Three Sisters

"That may be so, but what about loneliness? You can philosophize as much as you like, dear boy, but loneliness is a dreadful thing. Although, really ... well, it doesn't matter a damn, of course!..."
(Chekhov. Three Sisters)

Cautiously as Glass

"I laughed a crumbling laugh
That I could fear a door
Who consternation compassed
And never winced before.

I fitted to the latch
My hand with trembling care,
Lest back the awful door should spring
And leave me in the floor;

Then moved my fingers off
As cautiously as glass,
And held my ears, and like a thief
Fled gasping from the house."
(E. Dickinson)

Possible

"She smiled, her last smile, to so much that had been possible."
(A. Rand, We The Living)

There In The Trench

"Sarah smiled to herself. She had liked that. And standing there in the trench, looking at the place where perhaps Julius Caesar had stood, she reached out her hand, and touched the past."
(E. Rutherford, "London").

Prophecy

"Come writers and critics
Who prophecies with your pen
And keep your eyes wide
The chance won't come again.
And don't speak too soon
For the wheel's still in spin
And there's no tellin' who
That it's namin'
For the loser now
Will be later to win
For the times they are a-changin'."
(Bob Dylan)

Dread Swell

"One memorial of my formal condition nevertheless remains; my dreams are not calm; the dread swell and agitation of the storm have not wholly subsided; the legions that encamped in them are drawing off, but not departed; my sleep is still tumultuous; and, like the gates Paradise to our first parents when looking back from afar, it is still (in the tremendous line of Milton) - 'with dreadful faces thronged and fiery arms.'"
(DeQuincy. Confessions of an Opium Eater)

The Display

"When we are connected to the instinctual self, to the soul of the feminine which is natural and wild, then instead of looking over whatever happens to be on display, we say to ourselves, 'What am I hungry for?'"
(C. Pinkola "Women Who Run With The Wolves")

Everything Alters

"I heard the old, old men say,
'Everything alters,
And one by one we drop away.'
They had hands like claws, and their knees
Were twisted like the old thorn-trees
By the waters.
I heard the old, old men say,
'All that's beautiful drifts away
Like the waters.'"
(Yeats. "The Old Men Admiring Themselves in the Water")

Watering Hole

"Whatever your sexual persuasion, you were here to enjoy the contradictions."
(DeLillo. "The Underworld")

Jerez

Jerez de la Frontera. City in SW Spain, near Cadiz: noted for the sherry made there;
(New World Dictionary)

El Mascaron

El mascaron. Mirad el mascaron!
Como escupe veneno de bosque
por la angustia imperfecta de Nueva York!
(Lorca. Diciembre 1929)