171 Quotes by Richard Siken

I wanted to be wanted and he was very beautiful, kissed with his eyes closed, and only felt good while moving. You could drown in those eyes, I said, so it’s summer, so it’s suicide, so we’re helpless in sleep and struggling at the bottom of the pool.

He could build a city. Has a certain capacity. There’s a niche in his chestwhere a heart would fit perfectlyand he thinks if he could just maneuver one into place –well then, game over.

Someone once told me that explaining is an admission of failure.I'm sure you remember, I was on the phone with you, sweetheart.

I know history. There are many names in historybut none of them are ours.

You a fever I am learning to live with

From the landscape: a sense of scale. From the dead: a sense of scale.

God says, Which one of you fuckers can get to me first?

We are all just trying to be holy.

I kept my mind on the moon.