...we use intimacy to refer to the physical when it really pertains to the spiritual ..

...some nights I'd sneak out and listen to the radio in my Dad's old Chevy - children need solitude - they don't teach that in school...

...the wet brush of snowflakes was like your kisses everywhere ...

...no good writing flows from a polluted well - you can write about monsters, but you can't be one...

...I don't just wish you rain, Beloved - I wish you the beauty of storms...

...true love is an irrevocable act - you can only give your heart away once - after that, you give as much as you have left ...

...wherever there is society, there is authority and the temptation to disobedience because our individual wills refuse to submit...

...you think so logically...like a hawk soaring - I feel so chaotically...like a kite without a tail plummeting to earth...

...you fantasize about me reading my poems to you - it doesn't work that way - I write down everything later - living is not an after-thought...

...if you always move in certainty, your writing will be flat - creativity is a rugged terrain...

...is worship too strong a word? yes, I worship you - to worship is to give worth to something – isn’t that what love is all about?...

I'm home'', he said against her skin, and she realized it was the truth.''I'm home, too''.

No great thought, no great object, satisfies the mind at first view, nor at the last.

You fake something until you're good at it.

If you ever go bar hopping, who do you want to take with you? You want a slightly uglier version of yourself. Similar ... but slightly uglier.

I can't sit in the same place. I gotta keep going.

Wake up, you idiots! Whatever made you think that money was so valuable?

The next voice you hear will undoubtedly be your own.

The immediate facts are what we must relate to. Darkness and light, beginning and end.

The devil is real. He lives inside C programs.

Call yourself and define your relationship to your chair the way you want to, or your disability the way you want to.