Loving, not the beloved, is the joy of love. The beloved, knowing this, most resolutely declines to be grateful. — Mason Cooley Copy Share Image
I reject all evidence that my fabulous beloved is an ordinary person who worries, watches TV, and has bouts of indigestion. — Mason Cooley Copy Share Image
Every life has a love story, even though the beloved may be imaginary, or a cat. — Mason Cooley Copy Share Image
Seek and Hide: the Lover gazes at the Beloved. The Beloved looks away. The Beloved turns and looks at the Lover. The… — Mason Cooley Copy Share Image
A frog in love would not be enchanted to learn that her beloved had turned into Prince Charming. — Mason Cooley Copy Share Image
When love ends, the beloved is no longer standing on a pedestal, but in a hole. — Mason Cooley Copy Share Image
Nostalgia keeps dissolving the ironic narratives in which I have contained my past. — Mason Cooley Copy Share
Even the most abject have a sense of superiority based on powerful though undefined merits. — Mason Cooley Copy Share
Literary tradition is full of lies about poverty-the jolly beggar, the poor but happy milkmaid, the wholesome diet of porridge, etc. — Mason Cooley Copy Share
My intentions go one way, my desires another. Thus I feel both self-indulgent and deprived. — Mason Cooley Copy Share
