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

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.

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

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

The way I see it, you can live your life as is, continuing to feel like an underdog, or you can step up. Be someone who matters, and make a change.

Don't blaming your challenge but get up and look it as a bridge to your success.

Funny how an absence can feel like a presence, like that space practically glows with her outline and make me notice how she's not here.

We need the private sector to create jobs. If the government could create jobs Communism would have worked, but it didn't.

We're fighting three wars now. Imagine how many we'd be fighting if President Obama hadn't won the Nobel Peace Prize.

I don't care if people I admire criticize me because their opinion is valuable to me.

Vote bank politics has put the future of our youth in darkness.

I definitely feel like a native New Yorker. My personality was formed there.

Basically, what you find out is the limits of your patience and your strength and your capacity to adapt. You find that out in travel and being alone and being tested. So that's a great thing.

For two hours, some guy followed me around with a pooper scooper.