David B. Lentz Quotes

#1. New York had pushed and bent and bullied, driving me underground to sort out the madness and sculpt my Being with my own hands in self-discovery on its cold pottery wheel and in the white heat of its kiln. The City enabled me to learn who I really was, as a pixelated man and member of Humanity.

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#2. The ability to find pixilation amid the pixelation is at the essence of the gift of celestial Grace.

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#3. God in His infinite wisdom blessed humans with redundant tongues: one to outfit the mouth for speech. And a mother tongue to give it meaning ... Though it wags out such inconceivable beauty, attached to the mother tongue lies one much maligned woman.

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#4. Time doth make cowherds of us all.

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#5. How shall we embrace the common man: give us a reason without a doubt?
Is Everyman fated as an island unto himself 'til his last bright day goes by?

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#6. Hacks are killing our national literary culture. America treats best-sellers like literary lions and literary lions worse than stray dogs.

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#7. Our dreams drive us so. One after another. Jasmine sprung bravely from the fertile soil of our suffering. And who can live without dreams? Who loves their brief, sweet passage? Dum vivimus, vivimus. While we live, let us live.

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#8. I look forward to the promising upside of the long-term that lingers ahead for me after such abysmal days. Things always just seem to balance out in the long run. In fact, I'm almost there. The zero line is within inches of my trembling outstretched grasp.

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#9. I became the burst shell of a mustard seed to dwell for an eye-blink amid a starburst galaxy of broken dreams.

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#10. I want to kill every best-seller list and encourage Americans to discover for themselves inspired new literature that will endure in perpetuity. Let's pluck from squalid obscurity underground, and publish, the next Hemingways, Fitzgeralds, Morrisons, Bellows, Barths, Vonneguts and Faulkners.

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#11. The relentless persistence of Light eventually exhausts darkness.

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#12. New York City is where specks of dust aspire randomly with all their cunning to become grains of sand.

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#13. Only love can endure this random life.

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#14. The poet is a Cyclops in the Kingdom of the Blind whose sole cure for the madness of his vision must be starvation.

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#15. A perfectly clear photograph is a distortion of reality.

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#16. My best advice is never to address any woman as Madam unless she holds a high position in government or you happen to find yourself in a brothel speaking to its owner.

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#17. God made women too beautiful and their memories too long.

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