Sufjan Stevens Quotes

And cranking Sufjan Stevens at top volume doesn't solve anything, which is probably why people don't crank Sufjan Stevens.

All the time we spent in bed, counting miles before we said, fall in love and fall apart, things will end before they start.

Perhaps we don't like what we see: our hips, our loss of hair, our shoe size, our dimples, our knuckles too big, our eating habits, our disposition. We have disclosed these things in secret, likes and dislikes, behind doors with locks, our lonely rooms, our messy desks, our empty hearts, our sudden bursts of energy, our sudden bouts of depression. Don’t worry. Put away your mirrors and your beauty magazines and your books on tape. There is someone right here who knows you more than you do, who is making room on the couch, who is fixing a meal, who is putting on your favorite record, who is listening intently to what you have to say, who is standing there with you, face to face, hand to hand, eye to eye, mouth to mouth. There is no space left uncovered. This is where you belong.

Words are futile devices.

should i tear my heart out now? everything i feel returns to you somehow

The goal is to never stay the same. I always want to be changing and evolving. That’s the whole point of life and the whole point of making art is to be constantly moving.

And cranking Sufjan Stevens at top volume doesn’t solve anything, which is probably why people don’t crank Sufjan Stevens.

I always knew you In your mothers arms I have called your name I have an idea Placed in your mind To be a better man I've made a crown for you Put it in your room And when the bridegroom comes There will be noise There will be glad And a perfect bed And when you write a poem I know the words I know the sounds Before you write it down When you wear your clothes I wear them too I wear your shoes And your jacket too I always knew you In your mothers arms I have called you son I've made amends Between father and son Or, if you haven't one Rest in my arms Sleep in my bed There's a design To what I did and said

Are you half awake, or half asleep?

And in my best behavior I am really just like him Look beneath the floorboards For the secrets I have hid

The best fiction is geared toward conflict. We learn most about our characters through tension, when they are put up against insurmountable obstacles. This is true in real life.

... he thought Sufjan Stevens was overrated, which was basically a declaration of war, as far as I was concerned

immersed himself in a review of Sufjan Stevens’s latest album

I love kissing. If I could kiss all day, I would. I can’t stop thinking about kissing. I like kissing more than sex because there’s no end to it. You can kiss forever. You can kiss yourself into oblivion. You can kiss all over the body. You can kiss yourself to sleep. And when you wake up, you can’t stop thinking about kissing. Dammit, I can’t get anything done because I’m so busy thinking about kissing. Kissing is madness! But it’s absolute paradise, if you can find a good kisser.

THE SOUNDTRACK OF WES AND LIZ Someone Like You | Van Morrison Paper Rings | Taylor Swift Lovers | Anna of the North ocean eyes | Billie Eilish Bad Liar | Selena Gomez Public Service Announcement (Interlude) | Jay-Z Up All Night | Mac Miller How Would You Feel (Paean) | Ed Sheeran Hello Operator | The White Stripes Paradise | Bazzi Sabotage | Beastie Boys Feelin’ Alright | Joe Cocker Someone Like You | Adele Monkey Wrench | Foo Fighters Bella Luna | Jason Mraz Forrest Gump | Frank Ocean Electric (feat. Khalid) | Alina Baraz Kiss | Tom Jones Enter Sandman | Metallica Death with Dignity | Sufjan Stevens We Are Young | fun. feat. Janelle Monáe New Year’s Day | Taylor Swift River | Joni Mitchell

Are you awake, or are you half asleep?

I forgive you, mother, I can hear you And I long to be near you But every road leads to an end Yes every road leads to an end Your apparition passes through me in the willows

Now that I fell into your arms My only lover, give out to give in I search for the capsule I lost

Even as we live and breathe and move and celebrate life, we can meditate on the occupation of death as it resides in us as a reminder to be alive, to be open, and to live in fullness, and also to know that those who have died are contained within us. We occupy them—not just family, genetically, ancestry, but also in the relationships we have. We occupy them in our stories, in our narratives, in our customs, in our memories, all of that is within us, and we occupy them in us. And then when we die, those who remain are living testament to our lives. And our lives are now living testament to those who lived before us. So, I guess my prayer today is to meditate on the occupation of death... and until that day live fully, in fullness of hope and joy.

Lost Sparks- Canyon City Bet on You- The Man Who Chasing Fire (Stripped)- Lauv To Be Alone With You- Sufjan Stevens Better Together- Jack Johnson Take Me Out- Franz Ferdinand Just You and I- Tom Walker Before I Fall To Pieces- Razorlight Mixed Signals- The Night Café Laughing On The Outside- Bernadette Carroll In The Middle- dodie Hallucinogenics- Matt Maeson