A goddess of dawnscooted under a zing of barbed wireto witness your birth.

Years ago you followed someonehere, in love with breathkissing the nape of your neck, back when it was easy to beat least two places at once.

I'm turning you into a girlchasing a butterfly, a she-wolfon a hilltop, & then back into a woman.

When we lift our hands in praise and worship, we break spiritual jars of perfume over Jesus. The fragrance of our praise fills the whole earth and touches the heart of God.

No one here likes a wet dog.

The land is in the bones. The earth will be packed with sinful souls. And there will still walk a body that will not be willing to change for the better.

as the shadows assumeshapesI fight the slowretreatnowmy once-promisedwindlingdwindlingnowlighting new cigarettespouring moredrinksit has been a beautifulfightstillis.

some people are worst than this Quote...and that's the reason you're not "liking" it

As a boy, I believed freedom for America meant freedom for me. There was a time I believed every word spoken.

Putin has outsmarted Hillary Clinton in Syria.

While some people might find it distasteful to pay taxes, I don't. I find it patriotic.

The only thing which can keep journalism alive - journalism, which is born of the moment, serves the moment, and, as a rule, dies with the moment - is - again the Stevensonian secret! - charm.

When guys see a movie starring women, they go, "That must be filled with these characters I see in these movies who are such a drag." And that's just bad for everybody.