Sweet Christ, you must know that a man will go further for any poem than for any woman ever born.
The trouble with a mask is it never changes
I hated you when it would have taken less courage to love.
There's a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out.
I see men assassinated around me every day. I walk through rooms of the dead, streets of the dead, cities of the dead; men without eyes, men without voices; men with manufactured feelings and standard reactions; men with newspaper brains, television souls and high school ideas.
great books are the ones we need