“Sprawled out on the front lawn/ looking up at an ordinary sky/ it could fall on me and some how be/ the day I didn't die.” — 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… — 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. 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
