Quotes from Jean Valentine

God break me out of this stiff life I've made

Blessed are those who break off from separateness theirs is wild heaven.

Don't listen to the words— they're only little shapes for what you're saying, they're only cups if you're thirsty, you aren't thirsty.

Never ran this hard through the valley never ate so many stars I was carrying a dead deer tied on to my neck and shoulders deer legs hanging in front of me heavy on my chest People are not wanting to let me in Door in the mountain let me in

Jesus said, But I am "alive"! It's the same material but lighter, summer stuff, star-coil, Akhmatova's hair...

Yes I know: the thread you have to keep finding, over again, to follow it back to life; I know. Impossible, sometimes.