With rough hands and gentle heart, I'll seduce you. You will feel my power and surrender to desire.

Your transformation will begin the moment you stop worrying for someone rise to rescue you.

We're all in the human race. The question is, are you running toward your dreams or just away from your fears?

She was a tragic beauty. Sadness had left its fingerprints all over her face.

Birthing is never easy or without pain, be it a universe, a child, or a fresh start in life. Contraction precedes expansion. Darkness comes before dawn. Joy follows pain. This is the way of things.

Opening to love will always involve risk, but a heart safe from pain is one also locked to joy.

Sadness is a bruise on the skin of memory.

When sorrow's cup is filled up to the brim, the slightest touch of memory can cause tears to spill again.

Strangely incurious, her lovers from before. She has worlds within I'm longing to explore.

She had a very inconvenient heart. It always insisted on feeling things ever so deeply.

She thirsted for love, but found only a mirage. Some hearts are a desert you can die wandering in.

If you are still breathing, don not stop learning.

Getting on with her life is important. But right now it may be more important to put the feelings out there, deal with them, and find a way to be okay with all that's happened.

I'm extremely compassionate, loving, all of those warm fuzzy things, but the outer shell doesn't project that all the time.

Life is bittersweet. Inside our heads, if we're lucky, we're the same kids as we were when we were young.

One day some as yet unborn scholar will recognize in the clock the machine that has tamed the wilds.

I always find a couple of hecklers... I'll kinda look at them, stare at 'em, and let them know I can't be stopped.

I went in [Sweet Basil band] and played with them, maybe half the gig for almost eight years or more.

Our political institutions work remarkably well. They are designed to clang against each other. The noise is democracy at work.

A deep man believes that the evil eye can whither, the heart's blessing can heal, and that love can overcome all odds.

To understand any living thing, you must, so to say, creep within and feel the beating of its heart.