I make love like I make coffins—with my bare hands, alone in... - Jarod Kintz, This Book is Not FOR SALE
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"I make love like I make coffins—with my bare hands, alone in my garage. On sale through Thursday—Buy One Funeral, Get A Second One Free!"
"I'm hanging on to her memory like Spanish moss on an ancient Florida oak, and unlike the sunset, my love won't fade."
"The heart sees what the eyes do not, and the heart hears what the ears cannot. Sight and sound are vibrations, and so is love."
"The pink sunset reminds me of her, and the calm water matches the calm that images of her bring to my heart."
"I’m 33, and an 18-year-old girl called me old. I said, “You may be temporarily young, but you’ll forever be childish.” Then I put gum in her hair."
"I want to go to sleep in my time machine and wake up eight hours in the future."