I wish my father could be around.

There is only one heart in my body, have mercy on me.

The long silences need to be loved, perhaps more than the words which arrive to describe them in time.

I believe one day the distance between myself and God will / disappear.

Poem in other words may or may not result from inspiration but must (in reader and author alike) produce it--

literature will lose, sunlight will win, don't worry.

The humiliation I go through/when I think of my past/can only be described as grace./We are created by being destroyed.

We are created by being destroyed.

And the night smells like snow. Walking home for a moment you almost believe you could start again. And an intense love rushes to your heart, and hope. It’s unendurable, unendurable.

This is no occupation for an adult who can look other adults in the eye, carry his own weight, and count himself one of them.

Should each individual snowflake be held accountable for the avalanche?

An open beginner's mind is a powerful tool for developing patience.

I am pleased God made my skin black. I only wish He had to made it thicker.

Advertising is an environmental striptease for a world of abundance.

No sport is less organized than Calvinball.

You'll be my glass of wine I'll be your shot of whiskey

My problem with iTunes is that I don't have any say in how I'm represented on the site.

I was attorney general; my name is Meese. I say, go to college. Don't carry a piece.

I'm sorry, I don't speak English.

I wear black diamonds instead of regular ones because I’m not flashy, just flossssy.

There are so many clichés in the world, especially in music, that it's a never-ending creative font to just bring two of them together and let them interact.