Politics and life go hand in hand.
Well, it's great that critics are comparing me to Eminem, and not Vanilla Ice.
I am a dog that loves my fleas.
You make me smile like the sun, fall out bed, sing like a bird, dizzy in my head. Spin like a record crazy on a sunday night. You make me dance like a fool, forget how to breath, shine like the sun buzz like a bee, just the thought of you can drive me wild. Oh you make me smile.
The only thing that kept me out of college was high school.
Kids today look at me like I'm Neil Young. Nirvana is the band their parents listen to.
I hyperventilate opening a box of chocolates. I'm the most nervous guy in the world.
A source of cheerfulness to a good mind is the consideration of that Being on whom we have our dependence, and in whom, though we behold Him as yet but in the first faint discoveries of His perfections, we see everything that we can imagine as great glorious, or amiable. We find ourselves everywhere upheld by His goodness and surrounded by an immensity of love and mercy.
I try to keep up, and the scientific perspective is always part of my creative approach.
Friends are the most important ingredient in this recipe of life.
Lenelle Moïse's poems render the abstract - policy, disaster, history, diaspora - specific. Her words make the political not just personal, but corporeal: the beautiful system of the human body as canvas and subject, perfect in all its attendant complications and complexity, and still ruled, undeniably, by a warm, beating heart.