“When you don’t have the whole attention of someone, you find yourself begging for it from everyone.”

The things that seem to matter less, are the ones we put on show.

You were none, and now you’re all; your worth will rise, the more I fall.

Love is a dormant volcano, lying in wait, biding its time.

I did not know that it was love until I knew.

Take me someplace where I can feel something-I want to give away my heart. Tell me his name so I can know love when it speaks to me. Give me someone I can write about.

I loved you once and now I must spend my whole life explaining why.

And the weather was so damn sick of being predictable; I heard it began snowing in the Sahara and I wanted to tell you that I’ve changed.

That night, we talked the way old friends do, with candor and ease.

If you have to be with someone at all, then be with someone who makes you feel like you are still in control.

We number our days and divide our seasons. We endlessly define what it is to be in love. When in truth, spring blurs into summer and always has, long before that line was ever drawn.

I will celebrate this life of mine, with or without you. The moon does not need the sun to tell her she is already whole.

You said my sadness was like the sun, beautiful from a distance but it hurt you too much to come closer.

And you said ecstasy was a storm cloud, just before the rain would burst into the night sky, like a thousand aquatic stars-and not one single moment before.

The greatest injustice I have suffered has come under the pretense of love.

You only get one chance to fall in love with your heart still whole.

We were born to walk this world in intersecting lines.

An artist is a creature driven by demons. He don’t know why they choose him and he’s usually too busy to wonder why. He is completely amoral in that he will rob, borrow, beg, or steal from anybody and everybody to get the work done.

I beg to present you as a Christmas gift the city of Savannah.

I would make this war as severe as possible, and show no symptoms of tiring till the South begs for mercy.

I think the discipline comes with turning that cellphone and Blackberry off and unplugging completely.

I begged the universe to make me a famous comedian, and it did. So I tend not to ask for any more.

A lot of people cry and complain and put their hand out and beg. It never goes well.

I would rather clean than beg.

And I want to warn everyone in the press and all the voters out there: if you demand expressions of religious faith from politicians, you are just begging to be lied to.