It's my choice to be beautiful. It's my choice to be ugly. And it's my choice to decided what those words actually mean.

Cut lose your ties with expectation. Your dreams are charlatans, your memories, stalemating quarks. Listen only to the pull of your atoms and follow the discordant hum of your personal entropy.

I like my thingshurried and haunted. Night teadarktime. Sacred geometry, secret geometrypetal-flame whisper: I am here, and you aren't.

My mind: a thousand hungry daughters, my harlot heritage.Marbles: lost, no rescue search.Your heart: blooming thorns, and a stolen grocery cart.

You crawled inside myribs to die. Giant becomes squirrelbecomes a dirt-wet girlfeverishly alive.

You were, arecactus tourism. meeting you: granularfractals borrowed from oceans.

Big things begin with big thinking.

Depression is not an absence of happiness, it’s a feeling that happiness may never return.

joking and laughing as they headed off to their new life

Have you inspired someone today by your actions?

The pink-haired boy is scared, so incredibly scared - only the thing you've most wished for can scare you in that way.

A word fitly spoken is like apples of gold in pictures of silver.

There are a number of steps that we can take to reinvigorate and rebuild the economic and the physical infrastructure of our country and then to rebuild us, frankly, on a spiritual level.

How to Overthrow the System: brew your own beer; kick in your Tee Vee; kill your own beef; build your own cabin and piss off the front porch whenever you bloody well feel like it.

The very mudsills of society. We call them slaves. But I will not characterize that class at the North with that term; but you have it. It is there, it is everywhere, it is eternal.

I always carry Evian bottle and sunscreen.