“Swallow my words. Taste my thoughts. And if it’s too nasty, spit it back at me!”

I call them april babies cause they fools.

I know it’s an experience that I need to have if God’s putting me through it.

I tried to pay attention, but attention paid me.

I don’t look for signs. But when things happen, I say, ‘OK, something must be right.’ Or ‘OK, something must be wrong.’

Too much money ain’t enough money.

Somewhere along the way in your life, the world and its people will have a problem with you. That’s their problem. Not yours.

Confidence is the stain they can’t wipe off.

I look at things as ‘Everything is meant to be.

And I know this world is so cold and deceiving but I keep my head up like my nose is bleeding.

I dont want a broken heart because Ill lose the pieces.

Prepared for the worst, but still praying for the best.

Never back down from a real challenge. They give the best lessons in life.

I want you to know, that you deserve the best. You’re beautiful.

Throw dirt on me, and grow a wild flower

I don’t care what you say, so don’t even speak.

If you hating, you just need some pussy.

If this love is going to break me, at least make my suffering sweet. I want to know what you taste like in sweltering summer heat.

Your lips land on mine like a delicate prayer but I can still taste my mistakes years later.

Victory is very, very sweet. It tastes better than any dessert you’ve ever had.

If we are going to ask for our daily bread, we’ve got to take the time to receive it and eat it. God provide, but we’ve got to slow down long enough to taste and see.

When from a long distant past nothing subsists after the things are broken and scattered, the smell and taste of things remain.

There’s nothing in the world like that first taste of beer.

Intelligence is really a kind of taste: taste in ideas.

It is bad taste for a poet to be coarse and hairy.