171 Quotes by Richard Siken

You keep singing along to that song I hate. Stop singing.

I am singing now while Rome burns.

Who am I? I’m just a writer. I write things down. I walk through your dreams and invent the future. Sure, I sink the boat of love, but that comes later. And yes, I swallow glass, but that comes later.

Is there an acceptable result? Do we mean something when we talk?

You’re going to die in your best friend’s arms. And you play along because it’s funny, because it’s written down, you’ve memorized it, it’s all you know. I say the phrases that keep it all going, and everybody plays along.

I want to tell you this story without having to confess anything.

When you paint an evil thing, do you invoke it or take away its power?

Do we simply stare at what is horrible and forgive it?

I have told you where I’m coming from, so put it together.