Ed Lee Quotes

I do not write to you, but of you, /because the paper that we write on/is our perishable skin.

Moonlight and high wind.Dark poplars toss, insinuate the sea.

I'm everyone everywhere with you without you unbound set free in limbo lost at sea.

Memory revises me.

Rather a thousand times the county jail than to lie under this marble figure with wings and this granite pedestal bearing the words "pro patria." What do they mean anyway?

ink marks the page/where you execute your will like a doe announcing an/ox-stern mate with a single, bleary blink.

Read as widely and as deeply as you can. You have to be a reader before you can be a writer.

A place that proves if you get enough talented people in a room, one or two are bound to offer some helpful advice. Kind if like monkeys with typewriters.

Suffering is the noblest art, the quieter the better.

One night I was layin' down, I heard Papa talkin' to Mama, I heard Papa say to let that boy boogie-woogie.'Cause it's in him and it's got to come out.

The only limitations you have are those limitations you accept.

That person staring back at you when you look in the mirror... that's your competition.

You cannot win at that which you never start.

You never know what's going to inspire you, until suddenly it does.

You have dirty hands and dark wild eyes, but by far you are the purest heart I have ever known.

Your soul is so bohemian, free and gypsy wild. Come swim with me in the calming sea, let's be mermaids for awhile.

Old soul. Poet's heart. Warriors mind.

Once our souls collided and caught fire, there was no turning back. Love is a collision of two stars -- it's as simple and as complicated as that.

You think you know me, I've barely peeled back one layer.

Put the two of us together and we become like moonlight and fireflies... all burning and glowing and lighting up the night.

While you were busy working on your ego, she was busy working on her soul.

She's not stumbling, she's not lost. She's simply romancing her inner animal and falling in love with the wild part of her soul.

Every great thing that's ever been achieved started with the belief that it could be.

Knowledge is not always power.

Apply yourself. Get all the education you can, but then...do something. Don't just stand there, make it happen.

Don't be afraid to wake up your dream... give it a hard nudge, a toss of cold water... make it leap, make it fly. Dreams won't come to life without action.

There are two types of people: those that are going somewhere and those that ain't.

I also did some jail time a few years ago. Spent a whole summer in jail reading books. I pumped a ton of new knowledge and new thinking into myself.

I have an attraction to strangeand unusual things.I find them interesting, spellbinding, utterly fascinating.

She’s over the top rebellious, but damn her heart overflowing with insane love.She shakes thing up.Doesn’t play by rules and certainly fitsin nobody’s pretty perfect box.

You broke meI’m trying to put allthe piecesback togetherThe processis takinglonger than expected.

You were nothing more than a daydream that a beautiful heart was bound to fall in love with, and daydreams aren't real and beautiful hearts trust easily, fall fast and crash hard.

Lionhearted woman carrying silver swords beneath your skin. Your heart is huge, copious courage you hold within. You fight and never give in when the cause is worthy, brave valiant woman.

It takes a strong man to be with a woman full of fire and stars and all of October.

It was no mere accident you were sent to me, perfect synchronicity. Familiar souls wrapped in skin, brought together through time again.

When the world is too much, create your own. I do it every day.

The strength of a kingdom comes from its King, The strength of a King comes from his Queen.

I fell out of love with him and he thought I fell in love with someone else, I did. I fell in love with me.

You keep playing with what broke you, then wonder why you don’t heal.Leave the wound alone, throw away the poison, and watch the magic of recovery.Your wings of wisdom are ready for flight.

Those with wild hearts love biglove fiercelylove with every fiberof their feral being.

I may be lost, but I'm traveling the right way.

Such hungry desperation in a single kiss when it's enamored in love and bathed in bliss.

Silence can be lovely or disturbing, depending on the source.

Kiss her gypsy soul and love her for the wild rose she is.

I want your scars, your darkness, your secrets. I want to see the interior of your soul.

He felt like sin but tasted like love so what's a clumsy girl to do but stumble in delicious crazy love.

Your body is a temple and I'm in need of serious prayer.

He is my thunderstorm, the lighting coursing through my veins. I am his hurricane, his colorful bow of rain.

Don't want a complicated love. Just want you to grab my demons, kiss my madness and run away with me.

You became moon dust in my soul, I couldn't quite brush you away because somehow you always returned to haunt my heart.