“If you don’t become the ocean, you’ll be seasick every day.”

It is easy to display a wound, the proud scars of combat. It is hard to show a pimple.

Remember when I moved in you And the holy dove was moving too, and every breath we drew was Hallelujah.

European children starved and watched their parents scheme and die. Here we grew up with toy whips. Early warning against our future leaders, the war babies.

Blessed are you who circled desire with a blade, and the garden with fiery swords, and heaven and earth with a word.

Children show scars like medals. Lovers use them as a secret to reveal. A scar is what happens when the word is made flesh.

Only one thing made him happy and now that it was gone everything made him happy.

We are not mad. We are human. We want to love, and someone must forgive us for the paths we take to love, for the paths are many and dark, and we are ardent and cruel in our journey.

My abandoned narcotics have abandoned me.

I am not the one who loved, it’s love that chooses me.

As our eyes grow accustomed to sight they armor themselves against wonder.

I’m planning a catastrophe.

I guess that I miss you, I guess I forgive you, I’m glad you stood in my way.

First of all, nothing will happen and a little later nothing will happen again.

I dreamed about you baby. It was just the other night. Most of you were naked Ah, but some of you was light.

I found that things became a lot easier when I no longer expected to win. You abandon your masterpiece and sink into the real masterpiece.

I ache in the places where I used to play.

Death is a continuation of my life without me.

Love knows not its own depth until the hour of desperation.

To be sane in a world of madman is in itself madness.

We’re all about finding the diamonds in the rough.

When you go through heartbreak, you just do things that get you by.  Eventually, you realize it’s about making the most of life.

Women don’t want to hear what you think. Women want to hear what they think – in a deeper voice.

Less is more only when more is too much.

Unless you are me, in my position, don’t ever tell me how to feel.