If I stay much longer, I think I will have fallen in love with you.

Umm, how old are you?” Alexis asked, a little hesitant to answer before making sure he wasn’t a minor.“Twenty-one, but age is just a number, ” the guy responded.

It was any wonder how a wave could withstand such a look from eyes like that and continue to build towards him. His eyes were her ocean in those brief seconds.

I only read biographies, metaphysics and psychology. I can dream up my own fiction.

A ‘biomass’ man lives by his instincts

Drooling over an African figure that I could never have, I feasted my eyes uponthe swaying mounds of my fellow African sisters.

If anything should take place behind closed doors, it was cruelty and betrayal.

The sad fact of life: Winners love the game. Losers don't.

But I can only write what the muse allows me to write. I cannot choose, I can only do what I am given, and I feel pleased when I feel close to concrete poetry - still.

My father being an outdoors person, he used to take us on quite a few adventures thorugh the wild areas down there, introducing us to alligators and rattlesnakes and all the trees and plants.

Success is the study of the obvious. Everyone should take Obvious 1 and Obvious 2 in school.

I am like a TV antenna. I catch everything that is in the air, and then I do it my way.

Often have brief words laid men low and then raise them up.