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

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.

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

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

You will have more regrets for the things you didn't try than the ones you tried and didn't succeed at.

Probably you are right, probably not... who knows?

There will come a point in everyone's life , however, where only intuition can make the leap ahead, without ever knowing precisely how. One can never know why but one must accept intuition as a fact.

We get sick because of something inside going wrong! We get well because of something inside going right!

Unpopular speech is absolutely vital to the health of our nation.

When someone dies, it is like when your house burns down; it isn't for years that you realize the full extent of your loss.

The state has physical power and uses it when necessary; the power of religion is love and beneficence

Sometimes the poor are praised for being thrifty. But to recommend thrift to the poor is both grotesque and insulting. It is like advising a man who is starving to eat less.

If a person who indulges in gluttony is a glutton, and a person who commits a felony is a felon, then God is an iron.

Slaves cannot breathe in England; if their lungs Receive our air, that moment they are free; They touch our country, and their shackles fall.