“Dark night of the soul,” said Jesus, “Happens to everybody sooner or later.” — Ron Koertge Copy Share Image
“Statements make sense for somebody who needs advice. I’m not giving advice. I don’t instruct. At my best, I delight. That’s my job.” — Ron Koertge Copy Share Image
“You're a miracle, Walker. Your fingers are. Your toes are. Your crushing sadness and guilt are.” — Ron Koertge Copy Share Image
“Did you know if you look deep, deep, deep into a cat's eyes, there's an alter with three candles ?” — Ron Koertge Copy Share Image
“That's why babies cry so much. All of a sudden having a body is a lot to deal with.” — Ron Koertge Copy Share Image
“The air of a deposed prince. falsehood as restorative-if they wouldnt do that if they wouldnt do all that they do. the body as traitor the body as foe. she's thinking about mythology,about reluctant daphne/ relentless apollo. if she could, as daphne did, cry out to mother earth for protection. and have every suitors find a laurel tree in his… — Ron Koertge Copy Share
“She knows her life is on the line but, believe it or not, she's never been so excited! Her husband's a serial killer, and her bodice is wet with tears, but there's a chance her brothers will show up like winning lottery numbers. Which does she want more - her hair wound in the maniac's hands and her white white… — Ron Koertge Copy Share
“Since I don't know where I'm going, I guess I'm in no real hurry to get there.” — Ron Koertge Copy Share Image
“Our enemy is man with his arrogance and greed. The woodsman in particular. Destroyer of trees. Clearer of land. Owner of fire. While he chops and burns and builds, we terrorize his wife, surrounding her as she goes for water. We howl outside his windows half the night, and if that doesn't drive him away we take him out, leaving… — Ron Koertge Copy Share
“Dark night of the soul,” said Jesus, “Happens to everybody sooner or later.” — Ron Koertge Copy Share Image
“All over town kids lay awake & wondered: Am I smart enough, pretty enough, strong enough, tall enough? If our fears were smoke, the… — Ron Koertge Copy Share Image
“She's selling CDs on the corner, fifty cents to any stoner, any homeboy with a boner. Sleet and worse - the weather's awful. Will… — Ron Koertge Copy Share Image
“Okay, they were ogre children with little gray teeth, but they were kids! They didn't do anything, not really. Sure, when they played, they… — Ron Koertge Copy Share Image
