lines from patti smith's M Train

I'ma put these here for safekeeping.

"High winds, cold rain, or the threat of rain; a looming continuum of calamitous skies that subtly permeate my entire being."

1. Le Rouquet in Paris
2. Cafe Josephinum in Vienna
3. Bluebird Coffeeshop in Amsterdam
4. Ice Cafe in Sydney
5. Cafe Aqui in Tucson
6. Wow Cafe at Point Loma
7. Caffe Trieste in North Beach
8. Caffe del Professore in Naples
9. Cafe Uroxen in Uppsala
10. Lula Cafe in Logan Square
11. Lion Cafe in Shibuya
12. Cafe Zoo in the Berlin train station

"I have a fine desk but I prefer to work from my bed, as if I'm a convalescent in a Robert Louis Stevenson Poem."

"dragging my malaise through December, with a prolonged period of enforced solitude, though sadly without crystalline effect"

"Yesterday's poets are today's detectives."

"eyes the color of water"

"Gumshoe phrases bring to mind the low side-mouthed tones of William Burroughs."

"I wrote about writing--of genies and hustlers and mythic travelers, my vagabondia.

"Such things that disappear in time that we find ourselves longing to see again. We search for them in close-up, as we search for our hands in a dream."

"We bought miniature vials of the water discovered by Ponce de Leon--a hole in the ground gushing the supposed water of youth. Let's never drink it, he said, and the vials became part of our trove of improbable treasure."

"an insomnia counterattack"

"There is a theory that it is good luck to see one's own hands in a dream."

"Every time I put it on I felt like myself."

"We lay our flowers yet cannot sleep."

"One can only shudder at the existence of such overriding desolation." (on Sylvia's death)

"Nothing can be truly replicated. Not a love, not a jewel, not a single line."

"I have relived moments that were perfect in their certainty."

"I rose and performed small tasks with the mute concentration of one imprisoned in ice."

"Some things are not lost but sacrificed."

"I was my own lucky hand of solitaire."

lines from jessica hopper's First Collective of Criticism by a Living Female Rock Critic

"We deserve better songs than any boy will ever write about us."

"It is on my short list of why I will one day move to the woods. Nothing is grosser than people after last call. I want barn owls in their place."

"Riot-grrrl wasn't the end result, it was the catalyst."

"showing new girls that they are part of a continuum, not just passing on this epic mantle of the struggle."

"That is all we should ask of it as feminists: BLAZE THE FUCK PAST US."

"he's wholly ghosted by what might have been"

"It is an alchemical shift, where music becomes exactly what you believed it was when your heart was 15 and pure, and all the hope and time you've given it pays out."

"The Buddhists say hope is a trap, it's a set up for suffering, but the hope is in this song, it is free, it drags nothing with, it is only onward, onward in love and frailty."

"a died-young druggie poet-totem"

"buried upside-down--an 18th-century practice to prevent suicides from haunting the earth"

"romance is a loaded topic among the feminist cognoscenti, perhaps because it's considered unseemly for a feminist to openly admit to wanting something from men (or caring enough to be disappointed with them)"