Words were different when they lived inside of you.

I didn't think it was my job to accept what everyone said I was and who I should be.

I wondered about the science of storms and how sometimes it seemed that a storm wanted to break the world and how the world refused to break.

Mostly, I think people are fake. Well, what do you expect? The fake world we live in conspires to make us all fakes.

I wondered what that was like, to hold someone’s hand. I bet you could sometimes find all of the mysteries of the universe in someone’s hand.

I think writing books is a way for me to work out certain issues. I write about what matters to me, always.

I got to thinking that poems were like people. Some people you got right off the bat. Some people you just didn't get--and never would get.

If you want to be a writer, you don't want to live in a comfortable place.

If you can quit for a day, you can quit for a lifetime.

You are thirst and thirst is all I know

But love was always something heavy for me. Something I had to carry.

To lead a successful life, then, it's a good idea to work out what you really want. Then get together some plans. Then set some goals.

The past cannot be regained although we can learn from it the future is not yet ours even though we must plan for it. ... Time is now. We have only today.

Who pants for glory, finds but short repose; A breath revives him, or a breath o'erthrows.

How bout you and all your morals in that outfit that you borrowed/Make the most out of tonight and worry bout it all tomorrow.

Good men make good rhinoceroses, unfortunately.

It's really exhilarating and exciting to be able to meet your fan base and see them in person, and see the lengths that they're willing to go to.

My first business deal was with my mother. I invested in chickens. I sold the eggs to my mother.

The art of longing's over, and it's never coming back.

Far from being a “luxury for the rich,” organic farming may turn out to be a necessity not just for the poor, but for everyone.

Thou hast the most unsavoury similes.