“...one song, one note that heals the guilty chaos of our days, making sense of our loneliness, our perjured feelings, our sickness and our poverty, how we shall never be beautiful, how our heads will run over with unbearable secrets… — Spencer Gordon Copy Share Image
“...one song, one note that heals the guilty chaos of our days, making sense of our loneliness, our perjured feelings, our sickness and our… — Spencer Gordon Copy Share Image
“After I consumed Frost in his entirety, my days of exploration began. I read The Diving Comedy while leafing through E. E. Cummings. I… — Spencer Gordon Copy Share Image
“the romance of solitude and small places, the blurring of identity.” — Spencer Gordon Copy Share Image
“There is no ME without books; they’re everything I remember from childhood, from maturity … All that’s happened to me has been coloured, permanently,… — Spencer Gordon Copy Share Image
“Language spread its warm, absurd rays over all my adolescent thoughts, and I felt the way we all long to feel: moody, lonely, lovesick… — Spencer Gordon Copy Share Image
“All the things she couldn’t say, the things no one wanted to hear.” — Spencer Gordon Copy Share Image
“can we confront our sadness in reflecting on what our own hearts feel, or are incapable of feeling? Simply, is there anything inside us… — Spencer Gordon Copy Share Image
