I bleed myself to be your drink:Is not the blood of poets—ink?

Art is for all — and the greatest art proves it.

Not a single other creature in all the history of the world has been just as ourselves. Not another will be like us.

A diary is an assassin's cloak which we wear when we stab a comrade in the back with a pen.

My life's purpose is to write poetry - but behind the poetry must be the vision of a fresh revelation for men.

Q. But it seems to me there are circumstances that simply induce one to have negative emo

He had seen bigger men than he with mummy's handkerchief clutched in on hand and a bloody dagger in the other.

We live in an illusion of safety while we hide in caves made ​​of glass looking for trees of concrete. Even our music resounds with the drums of the past.

The new electronic independence re-creates the world in the image of a global village.

If the iron is hot, I desire to believe it is hot, and if it is cool, I desire to believe it is cool.

Google is very much a not-invented-here, build-it-ourselves culture.

I couldn't only do one thing--I don't want the personal hell of oneness.

All the emails I get these days start with sorry but I've been so busy, and I don't understand how we can be so busy and then have nothing to say to each other.

joy and sorrow are inseparable. . . together they come and when one sits alone with you . . remember that the other is asleep upon your bed.