God went out of me as if the sea dried up like sandpaper, as if the sun became a latrine.

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.

Do a bit research before you plan.

Your dream will not become a reality until you shift from Very Important to an Emergency!

I'm a big believer in doing what you've got to do, but taking a breather when you can.

What is real for me are the illusions I create with my paintings. Everything else is quicksand.

Government exists to create and preserve conditions in which people can translate their ideas into practical reality. In the best of times, much is lost in translation. But we try.

Oakmont, you've got to be playing slope.

And now that Martina McBride knows of T.I., and T.I. knows of Martina McBride, that made me very happy, too. It's introducing worlds to different people and bringing them together with a song.

The wolf was at the door. His shadow spilled into the room, taking it over.

As much as I have done collaborations over the years, I am actually kind of a reluctant partner.

Donald Trump does not take criticism well, nor does he appreciate reporting on his life.