God, is there no faith left?He has not told. I would not know Him if I saw Him.

you saywe were nevermeant for this vowed life, golden bands of only us, and deathdo us part. you say love like it's held in quotation marks, that this union soured before it started.

the mind is a treasuretrove, an almanac, a tomb.

I wonder what freezesthe flurry of hurt on her cold-flushed cheeks, if his touch isa salve or the shattering.

absencelooks like a lake bed flooded with skysounds like cotton howlingtastes like tear-stained pillowssmells like churning bile and burnt hairfeels like screaming agony, my heart dying and dying

we have forgotten what night tastes like, salted by full moon silver rupturingthe dark. we have forgotten how the skin sings when the lunar fervor unfurls across its follicles.

I am at the gates of my own destruction.(Or so I'm told.)

Don't tell a lie to be loved, speak the truth to be hated.

Sage.” He laughed. “I’m into anything, so long as you’re with me.

When your country is in a costly war, with our soldiers sacrificing abroad and our nation facing a debt crisis at home, being asked to pay your fair share isn't class warfare - it's patriotism.

Nothing can match the treasure of common memories.

I believe there are two periods in life, one for the bike, the other for becoming active on one's work.

I always look old when I work because I get so upset and tense that my face wrinkles up like a prune, I can't stop it.

We ask to be recognized as men.

Danny Trejo is so bloody cool, I mean, he can just stand there and look cool.

Don't be stressed, express

Time slowed and reality bent; on and on the eggman went.