Stories do not change, only the lives they live in do.

The words he said, too, must be human enough to bleed.

A poet could kill the dead.

Poets, like fighters, both reap the benefits of roadwork.

I’ve learned to fall like the BJJ player, to protect the body through controlling the distribution of force by slapping the mat with hands open. With hands open. Hands open. Open. O Pen.

Like forearm veins, my interests spread in different directions and eventually led to the hands, to writing.

If pain is a pot of boiling water, humor can be the rising steam.

It’s cool when fashion recycles itself, it’s not cool when sustainable living does because it means there was (and is as I write) a period of absolute and possibly irreversible destruction.

Fights begin and end with handshakes.

How can I stand before you in silent symbols with open palms?

The more inhuman we became the more we understood each other as humans.

Some day you will find out that there is far more happiness in another's happiness than in your own.

Love is breathing each other with all madness

Control thought-forms are the basis of our deepest moral crisis.

Integrity needs no rules.

Don't give until it hurts, give until it feels good.

Religion may be defined thus: a belief in, and homage rendered to, existences unseen and causes unknown.

I have no talent. I have nothing to offer.

The best path to happiness is learning to change as rapidly as life does.

Hope and patience are two sovereign remedies for all, the surest reposals, the softest cushions to lean on in adversity.

There's no wrong way of doing art. It's an expression of the individual.