Love attacks. It sneaks up like a pride of lions or a pack of hyenas and eats your heart out while you watch. Love is the bully on the playground who takes your lunch money and gives you a black… — Bart Yates Copy Share Image
“The librarian is a caricature of librarian - short white hair, horn-rimmed glasses, a bosom you could hide Christmas presents under and a New… — Bart Yates Copy Share Image
“I should probably apologize for how much I swear, but fuck it. I've read that some people think swearing shows a lack of imagination… — Bart Yates Copy Share Image
“With Tommy, gift-giving is an art form. Whatever he bestows on you is more likely than not going to be something absurd and cheap and tacky, but the way he offers it always makes you feel as if you were receiving an oblation. I don’t know how he does it. It’s a bizarre kind of magic; he somehow makes you… — Bart Yates Copy Share
“Want to know the biggest lie ever written? ’Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all. What an… — Bart Yates Copy Share Image
Love attacks. It sneaks up like a pride of lions or a pack of hyenas and eats your heart out while you watch. Love… — Bart Yates Copy Share Image
It seems to be that loneliness is a small price to pay for peace and quiet. — Bart Yates Copy Share Image
“It's not about love. Of course I love the little shit. But he knows too much about me that no one else on the… — Bart Yates Copy Share Image
I once heard some idiot on the radio saying that all great art has suffering as its dominant theme, and that the greatest artists… — Bart Yates Copy Share Image
“Sprawled out on the front lawn/ looking up at an ordinary sky/ it could fall on me and some how be/ the day I… — Bart Yates Copy Share Image
“Want to know the biggest lie ever written? 'Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.” — Bart Yates Copy Share Image
“Where does a child of mine get all that hair, I wonder? Arthur’s not exceptionally hirsute, and the men on my side of the… — Bart Yates Copy Share Image
