a silent night. - the most eloquent poem i have ever read.

The splendid thingabout falling apartsilently...is thatyou can start overas many timesas you like.

even in the loneliest momentsi have been therefor myself.

some winterswill never meltsome summerswill never freezeand some things will only... live in poems.

...so i will greet youin a wayall loved thingsare meant to be greetedwith a tear in my heartand a poem in my eye.

i have laughedmore than daffodilsand cried more than June.

your handtouching mine.this is howgalaxiescollide.

To fall in love with someone's thoughts - the most intimate, splendid romance.

the intensityin your eyesburns my penas i write.

lean in to kiss mein all the placeswhere the acheis the most special.

i writebecauseit is the only wayi can reach you.

Progressives should recognize common morality with religion.

I respect all artists, just some more than the others. Because it's something that really needs to be done.

God doesn't know things. He is things.

You can't catch somebody doing something when they're not hiding.

I think I would know Nora's fart anywhere. I think I could pick hers out in a roomful of farting women.

I've never been one to tear the social fabric.

Liminal sucks. You can't grasp it with your hands and shape it. You can't make midnight come faster, or grow up sooner, or avoid the in-betweens. You can only hang in there, and get through them.

I think of death as a glad awakening from this troubled sleep which we call life; as an emancipation from a world, which, beautiful though it may be, is still a land of captivity.

At a certain point, I should start to pay attention and make sure I'm not damaging my vocal chords, because I enjoy using them a lot.

If you maintain a consistent political position long enough, you'll eventually be accused of treason.