Let me come and sleep with you. Let me lie in your bed and look at you in your beautiful pajamas. I’ll do anything you say. I’ll honor thy beautiful father and mother. I’ll hide in the closet and be no trouble. I’ll work as a stock boy in your father’s beautiful sweater factory.
— Gilbert Sorrentino, “The Moon in its Flight”
The secret was to fall in love with a perfect girl but never speak to her. You should weep instead. You should write sonnets in three parts.
— Allegra Goodman, “La Vita Nuova”
thirty human hearts drowning mine with their regular beats;
— Vladimir Nabokov, Speak, Memory
Do or don’t do; there is no ‘try’.