14 Quotes by Henry Virgin

my head is full of black spaceand light bluefluorescent shapesimploding

I’ve always been enchanted by the show of electrical abstractions, within one’s mind; so colourful, myriad and seemingly contingent, which appear, sparkle, glimmer and dissolve into that infinite gloom which one is trying to vanquish with sleep.

Without love, one is dust, in a perpetual state of longing and desire. No matter how much you love someone, if the feeling isn’t mutual, love will have no reception.

so merry is the sagesince mercy made theefor the grave

o pale moonlit eyesof ebon depth,I beg we meetfor still you make me dumband I am dumb for you,still dumb,and taken from the noise,taken like The King of Thule