I wish I understood the beauty in leaves falling. To whom are we beautiful as we go? — David Ignatow Beautiful Copy Share Image
The burden of living one’s own life is experiencing sensations that no one else can share. — David Ignatow Burden Copy Share Image
If flowers want to grow right out of the concrete sidewalk cracks I'm going to bend down to smell them. — David Ignatow Concrete Copy Share Image
“Standing beside you, I took an oath to make your life simpler by complicating mine and what I always thought would happen… — David Ignatow Joy Copy Share Image
One leaf left on a branch and not a sound of sadness or despair. One leaf left on a branch and no… — David Ignatow Air Copy Share Image
I should be content to look at a mountain for what it is and not as a comment on my life. — David Ignatow Comment Copy Share Image
If flowers want to grow right out of concrete sidewalk cracks I'm going to bend down and smell them. — David Ignatow Concrete Copy Share Image
“The fear of being vulnerable prompts me into bringing myself forward.” — David Ignatow Fear Copy Share Image
One can fall in love as often as a tree grows leaves. It is perfectly natural but not free of guilt and… — David Ignatow Complication Copy Share Image
I like rust on a nail, fog on a mountain. Clouds hide stars, rooms have doors, eyes close, and the same words… — David Ignatow Changed Copy Share Image
There are times when I can find myself in a book, too, for two or three hours. But afterward I have such… — David Ignatow Book Copy Share Image
