I think it's good to be a little more fearless in saying what you feel. In not being scared of the repercussions of that.
I think that heartbreak is a good thing.
Have you ever lost yourself in a kiss? I mean pure psychedelic inebriation. Not just lustful petting but transcendental metamorphosis when you became aware that the greatness of this being was breathing into you. Licking the sides and corners of your mouth, like sealing a thousand fleshy envelopes filled with the essence of your passionate being and then opened by the same mouth and delivered back to you, over and over again - the first kiss of the rest of your life.
Hip-hop is still cool at a party. But to me, hip-hop has never been strictly a party; it is also there to elevate consciousness.
There is nothing more negligent than attempting to address a problem one finds on a branch than by censoring the leaves.
I think that the heart is a lot like those wonderful fruit, like coconut and mangoes, you know, you have to break the skin, you have to break it open to get to the good part.
Sometimes our thoughts and feelings are our most prized possessions. . . and then there are times to let go of your possessions and wander.
The sun proceeds unmoved To measure off another day For an approving God.
Steven Erikson is an extraordinary writer. I read Gardens of the Moon with great pleasure. And now that I have read it, I would be hard pressed to decide what I enjoyed more: the richly and ominously magical world of Malaz and Genabackis; the large cast of sympathetically-rendered characters; or the way the story accumulates to a climax that hits like machinegun fire. My advice to anyone who might listen to me is, Treat yourself to Gardens of the Moon. And my entirely selfish advice to Steven Erikson is, write faster.
The tenderest spot in a man's make-up is sometimes the bald spot on top of his head.
I'm so organised. I never screw up. I've done it maybe twice before. I check my calendar seven times a day.