39 Quotes by Luke Davies

I will meet you on the nape of your neck one day, on the surface of intention, word becoming act.We will breathe into each other the high mountain tales, where the snows come from, where the waters begin.”-In the yellow time of pollen

Comfort is beauty muted by heroin. Sadness is beauty drained by lack of it.

When you can stop you don't want to, and when you want to stop, you can't...

I can no longer cry. I groan a few times. Through the slits that are my eyes, I stare at my shoes, at the gray swirls of the concrete floor, at the bright orange lid of my syringe. And I realize—it’s a kind of horror—that this is my life.And I can’t stop. I just can’t stop. I can’t stop anymore.

Some people are attracted to sickness, to the kind of madness where sparks fly off the head, to the incoherence of despair, masked by nervous energy, which winds up looking like bewildered joy.

And I come to realise that all my small todays, the way I act, will lead into my tomorrows.

When you can stop you don’t want to, and when you want to stop, you can’t...

The very concept of solid ground is a myth. The galaxy itself is adrift.

You’re beautiful, but you’re somewhere else. That’s okay. I can handle that. But we won’t continue as friends, not just now. I like you as a lover, not a friend.