And yet we were always being found innocent for ridiculous reasons.
Denis JohnsonYou’ve never felt good. Your suffering protects you. Pain is the ransom you have gladly paid not to be free.
Denis JohnsonThe first kiss plummeted him down a hole and popped him out into a world he thought he could get along in—as if he’d been pulling hard the wrong way and was now turned around headed downstream.
Denis JohnsonTags: kiss
Supposedly she’d died, but here she was again–somewhat changed, but you couldn’t kill her. Not when the truest part of her hadn’t even been born.
Denis JohnsonThere was a part of her she hadn’t yet allowed to be born because it was too beautiful for this place
Denis JohnsonMeaning can’t change from person to person, and still be true
Denis JohnsonWe’d torn open our chests and shown our cowardly hearts, and you can never stay friends after something like that
Denis JohnsonIf he died now, Grainier probably wouldn't know it until they came into the light of the gas lamps either side of the doctor's house. After they'd moved along for nearly an hour without conversation, listening only to the creaking wagon and the sound of the nearby river and the clop of the mares, it grew dark.
Denis JohnsonIt made me in all matters a fundamentalist. I didn't go to 'take it in.' I went to be convicted.
Denis JohnsonTags: conviction
All of this while I left lifted by a strange new medium, a strange element--I now tell you that I was newly buoyant in a brighter life. In the midst of a hymn, God had disappeared. It was like waking from a nightmare in which I'd been paralyzed. Like discovering that gravity itself had been only a bad dream.
Denis JohnsonTags: life god gravity nightmare
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