There's two ways to become a famous Poet, find that one person that knows somebody, that knows somebody, that knows somebody.Or die trying

I admit I have Mental Illness so please no more 'Fruit Cakes' for Christmas Please

I'm on a diet I plan to lose Guilt, Fear, Sin, and Doubt then I'll be confident enough to walk about.

Most Religions are Social Clubs with expensive Entertainment Cheap Wine and Stale Crackers

There is nothing more beautiful than the light of a Candle and the Aroma of it's Heart

Theirs two ways to become a famous Poet, find that one person that knows somebody, that knows somebody, that knows somebody.Or die trying

If it has a name or a description it has or will exist at some point in time

I never see the color of a person. I never notice the color of their eyes. But the thing that always gets my attention. Is when the spout out lies

If there's a place for me in Hell I hope it's next to someone like you

I always see the light at the end of the tunnel before I enter the cave

You know if the U.S. Government wanted to boost the economy there's a simple solution make Black Friday the refund date for your state and federal taxes

In real life, the truth is a rarity, while lies are common place.

Heroic ambition seemed to have been the cause of much of the world's pain then - quite like it is now. No villain ever saw himself a villain: he only saw himself a hero

As if it were far easier to start over completely than to try to put everything back together again.

Dear Valentine, I love you. Whoever you are.

Tantra is for the person who has gone beyond the rules. They've learned the rules so well that now they can go beyond them.

Finally, the lessons of impermanence taught me this: loss constitutes an odd kind of fullness; despair empties out into an unquenchable appetite for life.

The loss of one's dignified bearing is often sudden.

I was sort of lazy at school, but I realize I still have something to bring to the subject which is comforting. I feel I am not as stupid as I thought I was.

History is scraps of evidence joined by the glue of imagination.

Never use one word when two will do.