I think a poet is anybody who wouldn't call himself a poet.
All this talk about equality. The only thing people really have in common is that they are all going to die.
I hate myself for loving you and the weakness that it showed. You were just a painted face on a trip down to suicide road.
Uncle fought in Vietnam and then he fought a war all by himself.
Dealing with my own life takes priority over other people dealing with my life.
Everybody's the first somebody, y'know.