It receives you when you come and dismisses you when you go.

Don't bend; don't water it down; don't try to make it logical; don't edit your own soul according to the fashion. Rather, follow your most intense obsessions mercilessly.

Start with what is right rather than what is acceptable.

Just because your doctor has a name for your condition, doesn't mean he knows what it is.

Every thing that you love, you will eventually lose, but in the end, love will return in a different form.

I write differently from what I speak, I speak differently from what I think, I think differently from the way I ought to think, and so it all proceeds into deepest darkness.

It's only because of their stupidity that they're able to be so sure of themselves.

I’m tired, can’t think of anything and want only to lay my face in your lap, feel your hand on my head and remain like that through all eternity.

I am free and that is why I am lost.

I am a cage, in search of a bird.

People label themselves with all sorts of adjectives. I can only pronounce myself as 'nauseatingly miserable beyond repair'.

The subtle and deadly change of heart that might occur in you would be involved with the realization that a civilization is not destroyed by wicked people

At times poems can be like riddles, too difficult to decipher or comprehend. But how else does one come to understand what can only be felt but not said?

Our eldest boy, Bob, has been away from us nearly a year at school, and will enter Harvard University this month. He promises verywell, considering we never controlled him much.

Politicians who complain about the media are like sailors who complain about the sea.

Life would be pretty boring if we didn't have vices.

I would like to talk about some of the things that happened that made me know that there was something wrong in the south from a child.

Someone once told me to never dream. I said NEVER SAY NEVER

They came to me with this case of Twitter ignoring case of smeared housewife

I think of the author as somebody who goes into the marketplace and puts down his rug and says, 'I will tell you a story' and then he passes the hat.

My love for you was bulletproof but you're the one who shot me.