...Love isn’t saying, I love you but calling to say, did you eat

Bad feeling is a country no woman want to visit. So they take good feeling any which way it come. Sometime that good feeling come by taking on a different kind of bad feeling.

I think that’s what Toni Morrison and Alice Walker understand, the secret language of women. That it’s not a secret at all; men just don’t know how to listen.

Those who think he had lucky breaks are not only unaware of the real story but also fall prey to that sin of the mediocre: bitchiness about others’ success

Miss Betsy is looking at me. Some jealousy sure, but every woman have that in them

That’s the problem with peace. Peace make you careless.

I have a theory that while a man might not always get the wife he wants or needs, he always gets the wife he deserves.

If you going rape me, rape me already and leave me in whichever ditch you leave woman. Just stop bore me with your r’asscloth mouth

Because every man who fight monster become a monster too, and there be at least one woman in Kingston who think me is the killer of all things name hope.

Is true, you do feel better about things the further you run from it

hate people like that, people you have to protect while they keep hurting you.

Friends don’t build cages for each other.

As I see, 90%+ (and not less than that) of people go about their lives living 90%+ (and not less) of a lie. choose a different way and live the least truth you might be.

Being a pioneering reformer is all fine and good, but it does leave one terribly in want of agood party!

♫ Climbed that roost, alighted right there. Made mush of his head for the onlooker bears.A two-pronger her prize, a meat most rare. Do-gooders will pay. Do-gooders will fear. ♫

I had been experiencing brief flashes of disassociation, or shallow states of non-ordinary reality.

You never know what's going to happen to you when you head out into the big world. And when you get older, you don't know how you're going to be thought of or seen.

Whatever the State saith is a lie; whatever it hath is a theft: all is counterfeit in it, the gnawing, sanguinary, insatiate monster.

Before Christ comes it is useless to expect to see a perfect Church.

We usually spend one hour per week on ballet but Marta Karolyi has us do a lot of compulsory floor in the morning practice.

Is it really selling out if it feeds your family?