I ain’t scared to lend a handI ain’t scared to clench it either

It’s just another stop on the curvy roadthe final encounterfor the man who has liveddeath is the answer.

Do not judge a woman on her knees_you never know how tall she is when she stands!

All mothers breed dead children.They shall, perhaps, live later.When no longer dead, they are bornNot—by coincidence, by choice.

Women in love are patheticand I cannot be bothered, for now, I am back to metaphysicsand my armpits gather hair.

I have not encouraged talk about man’s holy privacy, although I do respect and defend man’s right to have it.

We quenched the bulging flame, amongst the ashes embers of fire remain

The match I struck shall not run deadYou’re my first inhale, my last cigarette.

Lonely you linger in a league above poetry.

No man has the courage to approach her or initiate questions she herself rise, for all men fear a fascist and she can very well be a fascist’s wife.

What differentiated us was our perception of our mutual reality, which made no difference.

Till Human voices wake us, and we drown.

To take dominion over the earth is to follow the command of God

I sometimes read in a gossip column that I was at a party when I was in Europe at the time. It sometimes feels I've got a Doppelganger somewhere.

Are you becoming what you've always hated?

Just as there are polysyllabic words that say very little, so there are also monosyllabic words of infinite meaning.

Imagination is the beginning of creation.

It is the place of feeling that binds us or frees us.

It is important to always love what you do and do what you love. This is my mentality towards my career and my personal life.

What you focus on expands.

Life could be limitless joy, if we would only take it for what it is, in the way it is given to us.