“Jesus got up one day a little later than usual. He had been dreaming so deep there was nothing left in his head. What was it? A nightmare, dead bodies walking all around him, eyes rolled back, skin falling off. But he wasn't afraid of that. It was a beautiful day. How 'bout some coffee? Don't mind if I do. Take a little ride on my donkey, I love that donkey. Hell, I love everybody.”
―
James Tate
“no one can survive without their heart, and you're mine.” ― Tate James, Fake
“Mentally, I wrote a quick eulogy for my panties because they'd officially drowned.” ― Tate James, 7th Circle
“for my father, 1922-1944Your face did not rot like the others--the co-pilot, for example, I saw himyesterday. His face is corn-mush: his wife and daughter, the poor ignorant people, stareas if he will compose soon. He was more wronged than Job. But your face did not rotlike the others--it grew dark, and hard like ebony; the features progressed in theirdistinction. If I could cajole you to come back for an evening, down from your compulsiveorbiting, I would touch you, read your face as Dallas, your hoodlum gunner, now,with the blistered eyes, reads his braille editions. I would touch your face as a disinterestedscholar touches an original page. However frightening, I would discover you, and I would notturn you in; I would not make you face your wife, or Dallas,or the co-pilot, Jim. Youcould return to your crazy orbiting, and I would not try to fully understand whatit means to you. All I know is this: when I see you, as I have seen you at leastonce every year of my life, spin across the wilds of the sky like a tiny, African god,I feel dead. I feel as if I were the residue of a stranger's life, that I should pursue you.My head cocked toward the sky, I cannot get off the ground, and, you, passing over again,fast, perfect, and unwilling to tell me that you are doing well, or that it was mistakethat placed you in that world, and me in this; or that misfortune placed these worlds in us.” ― James Tate
“one thing I'm not, Hellcat, is over you.” ― Tate James, Liar
“The edges of my black bra showed, and I gave zero fucks because it was a bra not a butt plug.” ― Tate James, Hate
“Her eyebrows lifted up. "You came here to seduce me armed with just one condom? What were you thinking?"He breathed out hard. "Oh come on, Tate, don't be nasty. I wasn't sure whether you'd talk to me. I didn't want to jinx it by being cocky and coming here with a string of latex. You know you would have had mt arrogant, self-centered ass for it," he muttered.” ― Elle Aycart, More than Meets the Ink
“Knowledge is power, Princess Danvers," he said eventually, his voice rough with some undecipherable emotion, "but ignorance is bliss. You decide for yourself which one you prefer.” ― Tate James, Hate
“Best way to get over a guy was to get under a new one, right?” ― Tate James, 7th Circle
“They didn't have much troubleteaching the ape to write poems:first they strapped him into a chair,then tied the pencil around his hand(the paper had already been nailed down).Then Dr. Bluespire leaned over his shoulderand whispered into his ear:'You look like a god sitting there.Why don't you try writing something?” ― James Tate, Selected Poems
“I fucking love when you get all stabby, babe,” ― Tate James, Fake
“I don't have the emotional capacity to navigate the minefield of your fucked up baggage.” ― Tate James, Liar
“I love you with my whole blackened soul, Kate.” ― Tate James, Kate
“He is being nibbled to death by ducks.--More Later, Less the Same” ― James Tate, Selected Poems
“You guys recycle the plastic you use to transport bodies?" Archer gave me a serious look. "If we don't take active steps toward a greener planet, we'll fuck it right up.” ― Tate James, Fake
“Because she may be our Kit, but she was my Vixen. And no one fucks with what’s mine.” ― Tate James, The Dragon's Wing
“If a gang leader only had one mode of transport, were they even successful? Doubtful.” ― Tate James, 7th Circle
“To my first boyfriend, Nick. Thanks for letting me borrow some of our history in this story. You were a deadbeat, but goddamn your dick was huge.” ― Tate James, 7th Circle
“Having gray hair doesn't matterbut having gray matter matters.” ― James Tate
“no one can survive without their heart, and you're mine.” ― Tate James, Fake
“Mentally, I wrote a quick eulogy for my panties because they'd officially drowned.” ― Tate James, 7th Circle
“for my father, 1922-1944Your face did not rot like the others--the co-pilot, for example, I saw himyesterday. His face is corn-mush: his wife and daughter, the poor ignorant people, stareas if he will compose soon. He was more wronged than Job. But your face did not rotlike the others--it grew dark, and hard like ebony; the features progressed in theirdistinction. If I could cajole you to come back for an evening, down from your compulsiveorbiting, I would touch you, read your face as Dallas, your hoodlum gunner, now,with the blistered eyes, reads his braille editions. I would touch your face as a disinterestedscholar touches an original page. However frightening, I would discover you, and I would notturn you in; I would not make you face your wife, or Dallas,or the co-pilot, Jim. Youcould return to your crazy orbiting, and I would not try to fully understand whatit means to you. All I know is this: when I see you, as I have seen you at leastonce every year of my life, spin across the wilds of the sky like a tiny, African god,I feel dead. I feel as if I were the residue of a stranger's life, that I should pursue you.My head cocked toward the sky, I cannot get off the ground, and, you, passing over again,fast, perfect, and unwilling to tell me that you are doing well, or that it was mistakethat placed you in that world, and me in this; or that misfortune placed these worlds in us.” ― James Tate
“one thing I'm not, Hellcat, is over you.” ― Tate James, Liar
“The edges of my black bra showed, and I gave zero fucks because it was a bra not a butt plug.” ― Tate James, Hate
“Her eyebrows lifted up. "You came here to seduce me armed with just one condom? What were you thinking?"He breathed out hard. "Oh come on, Tate, don't be nasty. I wasn't sure whether you'd talk to me. I didn't want to jinx it by being cocky and coming here with a string of latex. You know you would have had mt arrogant, self-centered ass for it," he muttered.” ― Elle Aycart, More than Meets the Ink
“Knowledge is power, Princess Danvers," he said eventually, his voice rough with some undecipherable emotion, "but ignorance is bliss. You decide for yourself which one you prefer.” ― Tate James, Hate
“Best way to get over a guy was to get under a new one, right?” ― Tate James, 7th Circle
“They didn't have much troubleteaching the ape to write poems:first they strapped him into a chair,then tied the pencil around his hand(the paper had already been nailed down).Then Dr. Bluespire leaned over his shoulderand whispered into his ear:'You look like a god sitting there.Why don't you try writing something?” ― James Tate, Selected Poems
“I fucking love when you get all stabby, babe,” ― Tate James, Fake
“I don't have the emotional capacity to navigate the minefield of your fucked up baggage.” ― Tate James, Liar
“I love you with my whole blackened soul, Kate.” ― Tate James, Kate
“He is being nibbled to death by ducks.--More Later, Less the Same” ― James Tate, Selected Poems
“You guys recycle the plastic you use to transport bodies?" Archer gave me a serious look. "If we don't take active steps toward a greener planet, we'll fuck it right up.” ― Tate James, Fake
“Because she may be our Kit, but she was my Vixen. And no one fucks with what’s mine.” ― Tate James, The Dragon's Wing
“If a gang leader only had one mode of transport, were they even successful? Doubtful.” ― Tate James, 7th Circle
“To my first boyfriend, Nick. Thanks for letting me borrow some of our history in this story. You were a deadbeat, but goddamn your dick was huge.” ― Tate James, 7th Circle
“Having gray hair doesn't matterbut having gray matter matters.” ― James Tate
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