Somewhere along the line, the pearl would be handed to me..

Pain or love or danger makes you real again..

I realized these were all the snapshots which our children would look at someday with wonder, thinking their parents had lived smooth, well-ordered l….

Will you love me in December as you do in May?.

Night is longer than day for those who dream & day is longer than night for those who make their dreams comes true..

I hope it is true that a man can die and yet not only live in others but give them life, and not only life, but that great consciousness of life..

I came to a point where I needed solitude and just stop the machine of ‘thinking’ and ‘enjoying’ what they call ‘living’, I just wanted to lie in the….

Cats yawn because they realize that there's nothing to do..

I have the right ideas, but my words are too... complicated. I need to simplify them, so that people won't get lost in the dark when they see and hea….

Everything is ecstasy inside. We just don't know it because of our thinking-minds. But in our true blissful essence of mind [it] is known that everyt….

Parade my trouble in front of you guys? Make you realize that my heart is broken . . . that as long as I live I'll have chains dragging me down to th….

If you dont [sic] say what you want, what's the sense of writing?.

So therefore I dedicate myself, to my art, my sleep, my dreams, my labors, my suffrances, my loneliness, my unique madness, my endless absorption and….

I spent my entire youth writing slowly with revisions and endless rehashing speculation and deleting and got so I was writing one sentence a day and ….

Happy. Just in my swim shorts, barefooted, wild-haired, in the red fire dark, singing, swigging wine, spitting, jumping, running—that's the way to li….

What's your road, man? - holyboy road, madman road, rainbow road, guppy road, any road. It's an anywhere road for anybody anyhow. Where body how?.

Don't drink to get drunk. Drink to enjoy life..

She talks with a broken heart - Her voice lutes brokenly like a heart lost, musically too, like in a lost grove, it's almost too much to bear sometim….

You guys are going somewhere or just going?.

They build their own Hells..

A man who allows wild passion to arise within, himself burns his heart, then after burning adds the wind that thereto which ignites the fire again, o….