Awww, that's sweet. Nothing says ‘I love you’ like a well-made implement of pain.

Whatever demon invented stiletto-heeled boots should roast in hell...

You little subs make me nervous. Being around you is too much like walking into a room filled with tiny kittens and trying not to step on one.

I'm not likely to forget someone slapping my butt with a big piece of wood.

A girl could get to hate Doms.

People—especially men—don't always know what they want. You try, and if it doesn't work, then you may qui

Nightmares are seldom a foreshadowing of real events, but always a showing of real fears.

Every noble life becomes a revelation of the spirit which the love and joy of mankind cannot let perish from remembrance.

This is what I call participation in the world of ideas. That is what art-making is.

My love for you isn't just my affair, it's yours too. My love says something about you that maybe you yourself don't know.

I suspect the fault...is in me: that I hate any job on earth, as a job and a hindrance and a semi-suicide.

Poetry is in itself strength and joy, whether it be crowned by all mankind, or left alone in its own magic hermitage.

I've heard that Black people and Black faces don't sell magazines, but one day you're going to beg me to be on there.

I'm a strange person. Sometimes I hardly know what I'm going to do or say next. Sometimes I seem a stranger to myself. Sometimes what I do surprises me and I can't understand why I do it.

My parents were extremely reluctant. When my father was clearly dying, my mother refused to acknowledge it.

Long hair is an unpardonable offense which should be punishable by death.