Quotes by : Marlen Komar

You know what I love? The spaces between I love you. The tap of your fork against the plate and how my....

I like the disaster of the night sky, stars spilling this way and that as if they were upturned from....

Speak to the breeze cautiously during those lonely summer nights.

And me, standing under the splintered night, catching fractured glimpses into the black behind the black,....

The stars, like the hollow eyes of a god forgotten, marry the sadness of the exhausted hour and inspire....

If you stand right at the edge of the night sky, some place where one o’clock leaves to meet two, the....