Despite my asbestos gloves, the cough is filling me with black, and a red powder seeps through my veins.

Emerald as heavy as a golf course, ruby as dark as an afterbirth, diamond as white as sun on the sea.

Saints have no moderation, nor do poets, just exuberance.

I am a collection of dismantled almosts.

Put your ear down close to your soul and listen hard.

As it has been said: Love and a cough cannot be concealed. Even a small cough. Even a small love.

I’m lost. And it’s my own fault. It’s about time I figured out that I can’t ask people to keep me found.

Watch out for intellect, because it knows so much it knows nothing and leaves you hanging upside down, mouthing knowledge as your heart falls out of your mouth.

Meanwhile in my head, I’m undergoing open-heart surgery.

O starry night, This is how I want to die

O yellow eye, let me be sick with your heat, let me be feverish and frowning.

Money is made out of time.

No more shooting from anyone. Or I am going to get seriously cranky with everyone. Suddenly, and violently and all over the place.

Like any man, he had no real protection from an unsolicited kiss from a pretty woman, even one he had just murdered.

Flies are the price we pay for summer.

I'll see a celadon green room in an 18th century New Hampshire house and just fall in love. Colors stay in my head.

Do not run away; let go. Do not seek; for it will come when least expected.

I apologize if there's a Parkinson's painter in the audience. I assume you do your best work in the morning. Probably gets abstract by noon.

No man has ever yet discovered the way to give friendly advice to any woman, not even to his own wife.

Creativity is taking known elements and putting them together in unique ways

I do not deny the allegation, I deny the allegator.