i go deeper into my head

all night he talks and holds me, all night he loves me slow and careful.

Sometimes what seems so right turns out wrong and what seems so wrong turns out right. What do I call this phenomenon? Life.

With privilege comes responsibility, you must understand that. People expect us to lead by example and we shall not disappoint them.

Who shall tell the lady's griefWhen her Cat was past relief?Who shall number the hot tearsShed o'er her, beloved for years?Who shall say the dark dismayWhich her dying caused that day?

We're going to pray a lot and picket a lot.

I've got friends in low places, where the whiskey drowns and the beer chases my blues away.

I just hope that some of the movies I'm in are still welcome years from now.

The world is the sum-total of our vital possibilities.

There was something not quite right about her eagerness, an eerie kind of voyeurism in her need for bad news.

If you go out for a drink, you go out for a drink. You don't think, 'I'll have a few pints. I'll piss up this shrine.'

I was a tiny bug. Now a mountain. I was left behind. Now honored at the head. You healed my wounded hunger and anger, and made me a poet who sings about joy.