I broke that town in half like a wooden match.

Those who preach god, need god Those who preach peace do not have peace Those who preach love do not have love

Sweet Christ, you must know that a man will go further for any poem than for any woman ever born.

Goodness can be found sometimes in the middle of hell.

Angels, we have grown apart.

Bad poetry is caused by people who sit down and think, Now I am going to write a Poem.

What a woman wants is a reaction. What a man wants is a woman.