...I can think of other forms of worship than loving you, but none that make me feel so fulfilled...

...some nights I'd sneak out and listen to the radio in my Dad's old Chevy - children need solitude - they don't teach that in school...

...the wet brush of snowflakes was like your kisses everywhere ...

...no good writing flows from a polluted well - you can write about monsters, but you can't be one...

...I don't just wish you rain, Beloved - I wish you the beauty of storms...

...true love is an irrevocable act - you can only give your heart away once - after that, you give as much as you have left ...

...wherever there is society, there is authority and the temptation to disobedience because our individual wills refuse to submit...

...you think so logically...like a hawk soaring - I feel so chaotically...like a kite without a tail plummeting to earth...

...you fantasize about me reading my poems to you - it doesn't work that way - I write down everything later - living is not an after-thought...

...if you always move in certainty, your writing will be flat - creativity is a rugged terrain...

...is worship too strong a word? yes, I worship you - to worship is to give worth to something – isn’t that what love is all about?...

It is very important that when you put something on the grill, you leave it in place to cook. If you move it around too quickly, chances are it is going to stick.

A hug is worth a thousand words.

Style is luxury, and luxury is simply what makes you happy.

Callin my ex-girl or e-mailin my mama, you're the only one that's causin me this drama.

I taught you to fight and to fly. What more could there be?

Society is always engaged in a vast conspiracy to preserve itself - at the expense of the new demands of each new generation.

When you write on your own, you can write the extremes. No one else is watching and you can really go as far as you need to.

I said I wasn't interested, and she was bright enough to say that she wasn't really interested either. As things turned out, we both overestimated our apathies, but not that much.

I would definitely go back and do theater; I talk about theater all the time.

God will only give you what you would have asked for if you knew everything he knows