how you love yourself ishow you teach othersto love you

he placed his handson my mindbefore reachingfor my waistmy hipsor my lipshe didn't call mebeautiful firsthe called meexquisite - how he touches me

stayi whisperedas youshut the door behind you

I will not have youbuild me into your lifewhen what i want is tobuild a life with you-the difference

I will not have youbuild me into your lifewhen what i want is tobuild a life with you

isn't it such a tragic thing when you can see it so clearly but the other person doesn't

i am not a hotel room. i am homei am not the whiskey you wanti am the water you needdon't come here with expectationsand try to make a vacation out of me

i am watersoft enoughto offer lifetough enoughto drown it away

for you to see beauty heredoes not meanthere is beauty in meit means there is beauty rootedso deep within youyou can’t help butsee it everywhere

i am a museum full of artbut you had your eyes shut

what terrifies me most is how wefoam at the mouth with envywhen others succeedbut sigh in reliefwhen they are failingour struggle tocelebrate each other iswhat's proven most difficultin being human

Learn from your history, but don’t live in it.

Diamonds do not burst out from the mines into your hands. The universe, instead, will direct the men to discover the mines and find the diamonds for you.

A good writer sees the world, not through his own eyes, but through his reader's mind.

Just because you’re allowed to use magic now you don’t have to whip your wands out for every tiny little thing!

The stroke of the whip maketh marks in the flesh but the stroke of the tongue breaketh the bones. Many have fallen by the edge of the sword but not so many as have fallen by the tongue.

The conservative idea is not that government has no role. You might have argued that in the thirties when conservatives opposed the New Deal.

I exercise most days.

I haven't read a newspaper in 20 years. I don't look at the computer or anything. You have to have a filter on what you let in.

In writing a little tragedy, 'The Gaol Gate,' I made the scenario in three lines, 'He is an informer; he is dead; he is hanged.' I wrote that play very quickly.

A vision, without a plan, is just a hallucination.